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Things expire. That is the nature of the world. That is the essence of being.
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You’re intelligence and I am knowledge. You understand every aspect of me, and I am what makes you relevant. School of Athens-Raphael
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A Kiss
I wept because your kiss placed the sun in my throat. An ecstasy that seared my every cell. I felt the weight of your soul on my lips, and for one brief moment I was intoxicated on a love that tasted...
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The Peak
The peak of my perfection was when I was with you. When we were driving, music blasting, hands hanging out of windows. When we were tumbling down park hills, conquering that nighttime madness. We...
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She believed
She believed that she could never be loved, that her beauty was vacant and her biological force impotent. She believed she couldn’t be loved, and such assertions threw him into a mad stupor for which...
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She didn’t hate loneliness; she longed for it. Loneliness was an ache; hate burned.
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“You are beautiful melancholy,” he said, pushing her hair behind her ear. She smiled, unaware of the lingering sensation from her skin on his fingers. “You are beautiful.”
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It was the first time she experienced real death and it was fake, a plastic body in a movie. And in that moment she realized death was a lie. Decay was the only truth. (All images have links to the...
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