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if you spend your time trying to figure out what’s “best” for you, your choices will be cautions, your decisions will take forever, and your journey will be launched on a sea of expectations.
 if you are not careful, you will drown in your expectations

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just a thought

over thinking
seems to be
a defense mechanism
a way to avoid
my own feelings
or truth

sometimes we live in our heads
to avoid what we feel in our heart
cause what we feel in our heart might be too real
and it scares the shit out of us.

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i like things that scare the shit out of me.
it reminds me that i’m still alive

 

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playground love

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and tomorrow doesn’t exist
right now is all we actually have

Tell me what i’m supposed to do,
With all these left over feelings of love;
‘Cause i like to fall into
the i don’t know
when i do
i can feel you
And tell me love how i’m supposed to feel,
When all this magic becomes too real;
cause i tend to go
to the i don’t know
when i do
i know exactly what i feel for you
And I know that you see the places inside me that I find in you,
And with you i know how to separate the old hurt from the heart;
i don’t care if we move too fast
cause i want to jump inwhile the feeling is alive
tomorrow can’t be promised
and yesterday is already gone
so right now is all that matters
and right now
all i want
is to be with  you

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Listen, quiet, still

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there is emptiness
crossings on corners
she is draining down
her eyes on green wave

truths scratched from the dirt
his false shadow, painted skin
listen, quiet, still

blood becomes a time bomb
she is stardust she is earth
old and broken down

ghosts of factories
the folding skeletons of past on fire
transportation for the dead

time is like sandstone, wearing away
there’s a haze above the street signs
she is turning to stone

the grain from straw
neon road bars
beating wings

There is emptiness
Dark and heavy
Haunting the space within

-Kyoko Cole
2013

 

 

 

i write this from beyond

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if my hands could
Touch
Your skin
Right now
And fly miles across
To you
It would
Drip
Down
like Honey
and Soft kisses
just to sweep
along
with
a sweet brush
From tips o’ fingers
And softly soothe unto you
A hush
a whisper
a song
Of sweet melody
And
We would fall in love
and into
One another
Beyond skin
Beyond bone
Our Beating hearts
Could only feel
we you and me
both
together again
to fall
To form
Onto
into and in between
the loveliness
of loving you
you love me
as we fly past
and cry past
And die
at last we are Together
as we melt
Sweet kisses
And soft skin
And begin
Again
Like lovers
Do
Like me and you
words and time
the scent And song could never touch
us Like we have touched
One another
and Each others heart
and soul
Like no one else
ever
Again

-kyoko cole 2013

 

take your dirty hands off my mirror

sun shines

summer comes

again

it’s been 3 years

and i don’t feel a thing

like i should

like i could

take that thought

out of mind

and then we will all be fine

some day

some day

they say

after this

we will be fine

again

when we return

the sun sets

and day is done

like the body

of everyone

like the sun

will someday die

but you and i

and the moon

are never alone

are forever alive

going home

going home

we will know

when we get home

 

 

-Kyoko Cole 2013

don't steal my drink

 

you

you’re my friend… but

i’m starting to fall for you…

hard.

and i hate it

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the game

with a machete

Escape is impossible.

Fear has a new name

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