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Mirror at 2am
I sleep when the stars forget to shine,
Eyes wide open, scrolling time.
2AM — my haunted hour,
Where silence hums with quiet power.
One night, the mirror caught me off-guard,
No angles, no edits, just me — hard.
Muscles softened, edges blurred,
A body I knew, now slightly slurred.
Flesh where firmness used to cling,
Like my strength got up and left in spring.
No tears, just a stare t...
Tuesday 8th April 2025 8:18 am
Smokey Mirrors and Lust
Over and over again the word disappoints me
I trust and I believe then it comes back and bites me
Friendship
Such a lonesome relationship
And I often wonder if it's me
I often wonder what the possibility
Is that I'll be deserving
The chances seem low and it's concerning.
So I've decided that I'm conserving,
My love, my kind sentiments, my secrets
For someone far...
Friday 11th September 2015 1:22 pm
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