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The Empty Clothes Lying On The Platform

I like to think that one day, you became more than what the rest of the world gets to see.

The City That Sleeps Where They Fell

I know you move your fingers when you sleep because I have felt them move and I know I must do the same.

And I must wonder how many times we have unconsciously, in dreams or nightmares, reached for each other's hands and never even known.

The Leaves As Ashes

I used to think that when you got old, you envied the young. But now I see that you only ever envy yourself and who you used to be. You only ever look at young people and wonder how you survived all that.

The Wretches And Beggars

If life drove a fancy car, you can bet I'd be tapping at the windows when it stopped at red lights saying,
"Sir, someone's got to take the weight out of your pockets, why shouldn't it be me."

The Things I Could Do

At some point in winter, you'll tell yourself a lie.
You'll say that you aren't as good at anything as you once were.
And even though you know it's a lie, it's hard not to believe yourself, when the only thing you've gotten better at, is telling the time between then and now.

The Things That Matter Tonight

You're so young when you're born, when you're taught that nothing matters.

And that's the first thing people will take from you, because what else hurts more than what matters?

And we need to hurt each other when we're young to find out if we're made of anything besides flesh and bone, if we're made of anything that really matters.

And failure becomes unimportant, when you approach it all, as something that doesn't matter.

But everything is unimportant, when nothing matters.

And I hope one day you find something that still matters.

The Silver Lump In My Throat

I hope you know how long it takes me to learn to talk again, whenever you make me forget.

The Descent Into Light

If you're not afraid, there is no end, only an imminent bliss. So burn like love and love like fire.

The World Changed, Not Me

You think I'm unreasonable.

But in an unreasonable world, that's just how I look.

The Quiet Rebellion

Challenge the world that gives you the chance to live longer but asks you to do small things with that longer life.