Tag: letting go
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Traces
Traces of you in me Every time we touch Is an emotional nuclear bomb Why do I feel it all I can’t make it stop But it doesn’t matter I guess I’ve always been safe from you Because you’ll never leave her That was the plan all along To stay safe To stay away from…
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All American Boy
He never left her He said he would His choices made me feel Second best His words made me think I was first Or rather That I didn’t feel bad But I was feeling bad I’ve been feeling bad not bad bad So bad So wrong I’m wrong I’m wrong for us Mistake wrong choice…
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Nazare
Do you know that on the decorating around the lights in the halls of the paris opera house, there are black and gold drawings of dragons, so little they look like lizards? In those days I hunted for delightful, beautiful things. But as miss Salome insightfully said, searching for joys only within joys is the…
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The transform cycle
In tarot cards, they tell a story. It starts with the fool card who goes off on a journey A card it meets on the way is the wheel of fortune: this is where the fool experiences the ups and downs of life, teaching us that neither good nor bad fortune is permanent The last…
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The art of letting go
You Fucking you Why is it always you Why do I come back here When will we let it go We came together slowly and we broke up slowly I waited for you then I waited just as long for this to die We got lost in translation Lost in time What did we do…
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Both sides now
Everywhere I look now I see both sides, the strength and weakness, the duality of life Every victory has inside it a loss At the height of winter I let my old dreams die Dreams of peace and loneliness and stillness and patience I am not yet ready to tell my story I was but…
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A Good Man and a Good Woman
Heartbreak Like the depths of anxiety and depression Feels so exquisite Like 1600 volts through the heart The organ of remembering His best friend died Buried six feet in your brain That you didn’t know how to touch The space he left because he knew how to feel those things When I think of how…
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Colosseum
The space between what dreams men give us and what they actually do, when they run the other way scared with no explanation Is the measure of their power Or rather The ghost of power Like the height of the rows of the colosseum After centuries of plumagging The measurements only architects can estimate In…
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Break
There’s moments when you know you fell in love, then there are moments when you know you’ve fallen out of it. Do you ever argue with someone close to you and it’s at the point where you really question if you’re going to talk to this person again And you’ve already texted a paragraph and…
SUBLIME COURAGE 