Spilled Poetry

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LIVE

things that keeps me up at night. 

extraawords.

I never wish I told you 

You broke every inch of me

I am so ready to leave this vessel

And you still do

I did this to myself 

where is my prize 

oldfarmhouse: To Kill a Mockingbird Inspiration Via@oldfarmhouse

j-k-i-ng:“Deer at sunrise“ by | Astrid TontsonThames Ditton, United Kingdom

from my forthcoming (free) chapbook, holyFool, inspired by mewithoutYou’s music, click here&nb

Past midnight and there are still no stars. There is only a bleakness that invades my soul from the

bcnmar: Shapes of Fear, 1930-32,  Maynard Dixon.

lauramakabresku:the flame of contemplation

lauramakabresku:Advent

onieric-blog:Big box of beautiful Fairburns (by Captain Tenneal)

arte-artem-artibus:Ernie Barnes - The Shot, 1985, acrylic on canvas, 50.8 x 61 cm Sotheby&rsquo

thepapertrail-ox:a t o m

A boy touches you, and he thinks he knows everything. But you have entire worlds in your blood, unli

Nostalgia 

Typewriter Poetry #1260 by James Andrew CrosbyIf you haven’t yet, make sure to grab a cop

Your life didn’t belong in my hands. 

Sometimes it feels like everyone is so much better than me.

Nostalgia haunts me. 

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