

Cigarette smokeCigarette smoke
You built a castle walls of cigarette packs A moat full of ash and behind smoke you vanish
we slowly drifted a part like the heart shaped cloud now these hearts rest in pieces thought about buying us more time but our love never payed well.


Sometimes she says noWalking while watching time turning twentyish Passing past presentSometimes she says no
Find floating feelings sitting silently smiling letting love levitate
Bigger bubbles burst Days dare dreaming. about another answer
Travelers told tales noticing new notes singing sadder songs


LifelineThe man finished his rope todayLifeline
Memories woven around eachother Clinging on one another Left by our broken hearts then recited at lonely drinks
The chair kicked away
I hang from a tree Amor's arrow still there My life staining the ground Then i lose my breath
Nothing left to say
So they stand there now For a mere moment as dead as the man hanging from a tree
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There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer. ~Ansel Adams
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She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
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