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Author: bruv

I write to thrive, apparently.

First impression

Excitement comes with anticipation  anxiousness and the very first impression  The long talks on the phone before you meet gathers … Continue Reading First impression

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Again and Again

It pains me 

That I’ve to hold you 

To pin you down to earth 

But still keep you above it 

Do you get better?

Yes, I grew tired Tired of your healing words The “time heals everything” crap Or “it gets better” But dear, I’m bound by the tight grips of soil Being wrapped up, held up, cooped up in the crevices of leaves … Continue Reading Do you get better?

late (Salvage)

A little late, don’t you think? A few years, a couple of months and several days late, my friend I’m sunken soil now I’m in too deep I’m maggot food Put your shovel down even if you dig me out, … Continue Reading late (Salvage)

Broken Pencils

I sketch with ferocity

write with even more
my veins draw for me
write even more
pens and pencils never break then