creative writing · original poetry by kyoko cole · poetry · thoughts · Uncategorized

At the end of the stars there is love

by myself
crushed and flooded
by the fall of you

the moonlight
would laugh at me
if he could

I found sanity in the bottle
the wind catches a thought
with my heart in limbo

I must be lost
in a mess
of sadness

just like me
it was hiding

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Amateurs (don’t take things or this so seriously)

thirteen ways to kill your lover
a hundred and one ways to die

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thoughts

Tonight

I wanted it More Than Anything Else

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things we choose to hide

Static Words We let Get In Between The love And our own self When the truth Hides Behind Beliefs in ways That lead us even further From where We want to be The loneliness of this is killing me I can’t say to you how I feel Without it becoming Something you can steal Away…… Continue reading things we choose to hide

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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…… Continue reading take your dirty hands off my mirror

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Sepia-Tone Dusk in an Angels Garden On a Day Like Today

The soft moss swimming; It is the dying spirit. Desiring, I hide. Pink shore, serene breeze. The flat, upright sparkle shines. Lost moon, velvet spirit. Walk, swim. With blunt leaves Wither, decline. With sharp flames Write, fade: fluttering. Purple, tender, falling, Your eyes sits. A mermaid arises, Declining, shining, I fall deep within and go…… Continue reading Sepia-Tone Dusk in an Angels Garden On a Day Like Today

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