| New bit of prose, part of a WIP, and I'd particularly love to get feedback on this one. I still don't really know if I can do suspense, and it's sort of vital that I can for the story I'm wanting to tell. |


Every Next DayWe live for the future, no time for the now And spend all our time chasing every next day You've got to keep running to catch up with the moment While all of the world's slowly fading awayEvery Next Day
Asking for answers, we'll never say how We came to realise that we'd found the right way But it's got to be ours because that's how we do it And it's always been ours, so why not today?
Did you keep taking care Of your time, is it so rare? And the clothes that you wore, Do they still fit you any more? Our span in the spotlight is fading away And we'll n


Midnight SunLife undefined, a parting mind, Leaves unknown dreams and wasted time And all of me you claim to be Emotionless and fading freeMidnight Sun
Don't confuse what's hidden with what never could have been When lost and empty voices turn to more than what they mean
A life in hiding, never mind, I've seen my own disguise The answer that I lost before was there behind my eyes I'll find the lies that made me and I'll make myself remade I can feel the future coming, won't mistake it for the rain
I've broken through to nothing new And no-one else will know bu


DriftersMillenial incredible It's everything I'll never be My lazy days will drift away Take pleasure in my apathyDrifters
Look into another world of wasted lazy dreams With hopeless ways of passing days and let-it-be routines Glorify your boredom now and say it's only you And take a moment to be proud of all that you don't do
Millenial incredible Recovering prestige I need My lazy days will drift away My life and my philosophy


Poetry in a NotebookI feel the needPoetry in a Notebook
to divide up my thoughts in
neat little
pizza slices
tapering
down like
water
in a
funnel
soon
theres
no
room
left
to
speak


AprilApril is the cruelest month For April so far has been fullApril
of little but headless robins, over-indulgent emotional binges and I've spent far to much time not caring.
April is the crulest month as,
Bacon inspired some, but not me
Some Drank deeply and some Chainsmoked.
And some simply created beauty,
I'll never hope to master.
April is the crulest month.
As a few old friends have
raised there head
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Check out my Zelda fan art, animal sketches, and photography!! Please
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Not all who wander are lost.
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Check out my Zelda fan art, animal sketches, and photography!! Please
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Not all who wander are lost.
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Check out my Zelda fan art, animal sketches, and photography!! Please
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Not all who wander are lost.
It means alot
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I'll write with more coherence than I'll ever speak
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I'll write with more coherence than I'll ever speak
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I'll write with more coherence than I'll ever speak
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