Buona notte, sogni dolce

Kesempatan yang diambil,
maafkanku kerana menyakitimu,
tak akan terulang lagi,
terima kasih untuk segalanya.
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with relation to the resting stride,
I'm taking all of these failed attempts,
but failure also brings with it a lost of passion,
and you can't just bag that.

life just needs some sorting out, that's all.
there's nothing life won't give you to sort out life,
everything but a new life, and a do-over,
but that's just life.

life's like that...

sand dollars

your concrete stare,
left behind my reluctance,
there will no longer be chasms half filled,
wall to wall, no avian escape,
bleak misery from the warmth of the sun,
in the cracks of the ocean bed,
a home from malevolent currents.


I need concurrent gestures
as much as I need a half driven pike,
tell me its a solar eclipse,
warn me that it will not be total,
but half and half is beautiful also.

on the one hand, you make me smile,
on the other hand, you carved it in.

you're like a heart attack
without the attack.