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Souls that want are weak.
God's love and lost family?
My soul wants nothing.
God's love and lost family?
My soul wants nothing.
June 15, 2025 at 3:13 AM
Souls that want are weak.
God's love and lost family?
My soul wants nothing.
God's love and lost family?
My soul wants nothing.
For a cat's birthday,
He claims a wealth of tuna,
And eats to our song.
He claims a wealth of tuna,
And eats to our song.
April 20, 2025 at 4:29 AM
For a cat's birthday,
He claims a wealth of tuna,
And eats to our song.
He claims a wealth of tuna,
And eats to our song.
Joy is a mass of
Puppy toes, tongues, noses, teeth
Bounding upon me.
Puppy toes, tongues, noses, teeth
Bounding upon me.
April 17, 2025 at 3:10 AM
Joy is a mass of
Puppy toes, tongues, noses, teeth
Bounding upon me.
Puppy toes, tongues, noses, teeth
Bounding upon me.
Rosalie, reposed
Cozily, grunts nosily,
Her heart close to me.
Cozily, grunts nosily,
Her heart close to me.
April 11, 2025 at 3:59 AM
Rosalie, reposed
Cozily, grunts nosily,
Her heart close to me.
Cozily, grunts nosily,
Her heart close to me.
Hungry eyes absorb
Calamity from windows
Leaking and tired.
Calamity from windows
Leaking and tired.
April 11, 2025 at 3:38 AM
Hungry eyes absorb
Calamity from windows
Leaking and tired.
Calamity from windows
Leaking and tired.
Like a mouse, I curl
Into a haven with a
Bellyful of cheese.
Into a haven with a
Bellyful of cheese.
April 4, 2025 at 10:32 PM
Like a mouse, I curl
Into a haven with a
Bellyful of cheese.
Into a haven with a
Bellyful of cheese.
Dragons can't control
The temperature of their breath.
All I spit is fire.
The temperature of their breath.
All I spit is fire.
April 4, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Dragons can't control
The temperature of their breath.
All I spit is fire.
The temperature of their breath.
All I spit is fire.
For a breath, I slept
On an old cot, dimly lit,
In a room long lost.
On an old cot, dimly lit,
In a room long lost.
April 3, 2025 at 2:54 AM
For a breath, I slept
On an old cot, dimly lit,
In a room long lost.
On an old cot, dimly lit,
In a room long lost.
Your mother could say
She taught a stone how to talk -
Y'old thick head self.
She taught a stone how to talk -
Y'old thick head self.
March 13, 2025 at 2:43 AM
Your mother could say
She taught a stone how to talk -
Y'old thick head self.
She taught a stone how to talk -
Y'old thick head self.
All time is a song.
One life is an instrument,
The world is a band.
One life is an instrument,
The world is a band.
March 11, 2025 at 2:44 AM
All time is a song.
One life is an instrument,
The world is a band.
One life is an instrument,
The world is a band.
Carry me from life,
To the loblolly pines, to
Become a spirit.
To the loblolly pines, to
Become a spirit.
February 20, 2025 at 7:03 AM
Carry me from life,
To the loblolly pines, to
Become a spirit.
To the loblolly pines, to
Become a spirit.
Like the sun itself,
Your eyes beam tirelessly
Sans intelligence.
Your eyes beam tirelessly
Sans intelligence.
February 7, 2025 at 5:17 AM
Like the sun itself,
Your eyes beam tirelessly
Sans intelligence.
Your eyes beam tirelessly
Sans intelligence.
Marking innocence
To denounce the light, embrace
Adam's limp finger.
To denounce the light, embrace
Adam's limp finger.
January 31, 2025 at 3:29 AM
Marking innocence
To denounce the light, embrace
Adam's limp finger.
To denounce the light, embrace
Adam's limp finger.
A lifetime of peace
Spent to polish an ego
And fill a foyer.
Spent to polish an ego
And fill a foyer.
January 27, 2025 at 3:34 AM
A lifetime of peace
Spent to polish an ego
And fill a foyer.
Spent to polish an ego
And fill a foyer.
Drink every last drop
That life on Earth offers you
Until it's used up.
That life on Earth offers you
Until it's used up.
January 26, 2025 at 6:12 AM
Drink every last drop
That life on Earth offers you
Until it's used up.
That life on Earth offers you
Until it's used up.
One last breath of air,
Clinging on to fading hopes
As the rug is pulled.
Clinging on to fading hopes
As the rug is pulled.
January 20, 2025 at 4:11 AM
One last breath of air,
Clinging on to fading hopes
As the rug is pulled.
Clinging on to fading hopes
As the rug is pulled.
The work is all done.
Now the real work can begin.
Then, we'll get to work.
Now the real work can begin.
Then, we'll get to work.
January 18, 2025 at 10:58 PM
The work is all done.
Now the real work can begin.
Then, we'll get to work.
Now the real work can begin.
Then, we'll get to work.
Survival mode is
Broken eggs on everything,
With muscle fatigue.
Broken eggs on everything,
With muscle fatigue.
January 16, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Survival mode is
Broken eggs on everything,
With muscle fatigue.
Broken eggs on everything,
With muscle fatigue.
A cat laps its drink,
Its tail is a bright fire,
Its heart, a tiger.
Its tail is a bright fire,
Its heart, a tiger.
January 16, 2025 at 3:42 AM
A cat laps its drink,
Its tail is a bright fire,
Its heart, a tiger.
Its tail is a bright fire,
Its heart, a tiger.
I worked hard to light
my candle, and I'll be damned
if I light yours too.
my candle, and I'll be damned
if I light yours too.
January 13, 2025 at 11:51 PM
I worked hard to light
my candle, and I'll be damned
if I light yours too.
my candle, and I'll be damned
if I light yours too.
My Venomoth
Can beat your Pokémon up.
I will catch them all.
Can beat your Pokémon up.
I will catch them all.
January 8, 2025 at 2:52 AM
My Venomoth
Can beat your Pokémon up.
I will catch them all.
Can beat your Pokémon up.
I will catch them all.
The large dog tires
After an hour of walks
And smelling weird things.
After an hour of walks
And smelling weird things.
January 2, 2025 at 4:09 AM
The large dog tires
After an hour of walks
And smelling weird things.
After an hour of walks
And smelling weird things.
An implosion joins
The high and low as neighbors
Cheer for auld lang syne.
The high and low as neighbors
Cheer for auld lang syne.
January 2, 2025 at 3:56 AM
An implosion joins
The high and low as neighbors
Cheer for auld lang syne.
The high and low as neighbors
Cheer for auld lang syne.
We cross a threshold
With paralyzed, anxious breath
As our hearts hold hands.
With paralyzed, anxious breath
As our hearts hold hands.
January 1, 2025 at 3:55 AM
We cross a threshold
With paralyzed, anxious breath
As our hearts hold hands.
With paralyzed, anxious breath
As our hearts hold hands.