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I Am Roaming In A Lost World, Hoping To Find Something That Doesnt Exist.
“I am roaming in a lost world, hoping to find something that doesn’t exist.”
-S.Lilibell (I will look for you everywhere.)
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With your hands on my face,
I’m breathing you in…
I could live forever in your atmosphere.
-S.Lilobell (When stardust falls in love.)
“Take me to the edge of BLISS
And let me chew on your DESPAIR.
I’m craving a PAIN that reminds me of
LOVE.”
-S.Lilobell (When you’ve been starved of affection for too long.)
We were never cut from the same minerals.
You came from a world of sharp jewels that cut to the bone.
And I grew from soft soil,
With only beautiful petals to show for it.
-S.Lilobell (Turns out you can’t turn a Rose into a Ruby.)
“You looked at me and suddenly my pen had a voice…
…And I had lost mine.”
-S.Lilobell (Oh the kind of magic in those eyes.)
Cyclical Human Beings
There’s not much you can say to seasonal people.
Temporary words stay longer than they do and
The December air is too crisp for their never ending need for change.
Their blankets of fall get tucked away before winter is even over
And no amount of warmth will keep them near for summer.
So what can really be said to someone who leaves a mountain of avalanches in their wake?
“Stay close for the seasons have more to offer than the rivers you’re used to…”
Or maybe something with a little less substance?
“There’s a bonfire tonight and a s’more with your name on it…”
Maybe it’s useless to try and contain running water like them.
They’re made of iron slivers that will leave you with a mess of wounds to clean
And a fountain of new anxieties that will never let you sleep in peace again.
So instead, say goodbye before ever saying hello to a Cyclical Human Being…
-S.Lilobell (They won’t stay long enough to hear your farewell otherwise.)