Inspired out of a writer’s coma 

I don’t wanna say I’m falling I just want you to hear my heart collide with the pavement that I’ve found comfort in as of recent Wishful thinking that I’ll hear a second thud ************************************************** Remember how I’ve been telling you modesty is key? And that the ego dances with ignorance that in turn likes […]

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Friends in High Places

Her dreams self induced Bittersweet morphine Her aura cleaned I sit back in the nosebleeds Tip the popcorn man for walking my way He asks why I stay I reply with the echoes reflecting off of the bleachers “Sometimes I’m a student in the stands” “Sometimes I’m the teacher” He laughed it off and clocked […]

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