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Month: October 2018

implore

Posted on October 30, 2018January 18, 2019 by Torrey

What intrinsic circuitry is the human supposed to have? Where might I find the switch  that sends sparks of accomplishment down the neural pathways I so lovingly have been made to maintain  by a force, or lack of force, above Do you remember being asked if you wanted to be born?

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Juvenile

Posted on October 30, 2018January 18, 2019 by Torrey

This is the price we pay toiling under the dual suns of Expectation and Responsibility. When one sets, we work for the other. Will night ever come?

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And

Posted on October 30, 2018January 18, 2019 by Torrey

Hello, and goodnight. I feel  fire flutter down the fears I call home and scorch the earth I held between my  fingers, when you were still here and smiling. Auburn day blackened -alone again  as ash at nights end You, O-Kagachi, Serpent of  separating  and falsehoods. The trails or trials, you lay, of silver, and…

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Plunge

Posted on October 13, 2018January 18, 2019 by Torrey

Do you know how cold  the bottom of that pit is? I keep winding up there, gasping for the light I know is just above. But, I’m drowning  in my own darkness and the shadows you cast. It is so harsh that I cannot fight them off anymore. Their fury, combined, is an undoing. But …

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Pulse

Posted on October 7, 2018January 18, 2019 by Torrey

There is something wrong with nothing happening. That dread building while I wait. Its face just around the corner. Holding ever tighter my throat before its fingers ever reach for me. I can feel its sickly smile as it says “you knew, but didn’t stop me” and I’ll feel that  collective shake as my body…

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Tender

Posted on October 3, 2018January 18, 2019 by Torrey

Et sic ira mea; restinctus Forge yourself a new home among those who you can bend. Your will is fire, but I am already charred and can bend no more, lest my cracks begin to show even when flames do not kiss them

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Willows

Posted on October 2, 2018January 18, 2019 by Torrey

Willows Weep Again, And nourish The dread That I hold so close To my empty Hands. Hide my eyes So I don’t see Your Roots, As they Grow away From me.

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