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This a poem I wrote with someone who I met on compassion pit :) I kind of ended the conversation suddenly but it was a good conversation. Sorry, Sean. :)

Forever is nothing but an ink stain
On the flower of life
Like a stricken vein it .....
oh i can't remember the rest. but it was really good. And then it went something like...
can't see past the platform it sits and frets upon silky ignorance.
it knows nothing of its own kind
and then i forget.... and then something like
Stench or scent, what is its.... someting and then..
Is it dripping in sweet or drenched in truth
but like a newborn flame
the naive blue cannot stay... something something something
Until.... uh i forget this part too
And then something about the ember-laden charcoal beneath and temptation. And then
Till finally it ends in a big bang
And the forever becomes everything.
And there is nothing.

Well as you can see i forgot to copy and paste the poem and that was kind of a fail from memory but it was a really good poem. And yeah if a certain someone remembers what i left out feel free to fill it in.

Knock Knock

Hook snag pull drag from the back its hardly even visible but you can

Taste it on your tongue the numb is wearing

Hard on you it floods floods floods

Fold, crumple, scrape away, hide away, don’t let

It come to the front of your mind it has resistance

Why did you pull tug it had to

Swim through shit to find your present, past, and future

Rolled out on a flat surface unfurled finger jab

Boom

Slip

Burn

Tear

Knock,

knock

Who’s

There.

Butterfly Poem

Well today I saw the most beautiful thing
I saw Nikes pressing pedals and i imagined my own blue toes right there helping along.
And I saw a
girl
*almost*
press a
boy
up against a swingset and feel his heartbeat in his eyes and clean his lips of doubt.
I saw a blonde flipping off...
the deep end
(uh-oh)
And that wasn't so beautiful but life is a destroyer.
I saw wet hair falling in the faces of two confused sailors
And I watched them forget about everything and wear stripes instead.
I watched the mirror become confused and I witnessed the grass on the lawn
And I watched the whole time the window slammed shut
And I stifled the lamplight until it was gone.