GILDED AGE

By folsomprison

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all my teeth are gold because of the lies and cockroaches that curl up and sleep inside of them. a collectio... More

we were scared
what is sadness?
self image.
unknown
moonlit waters
something about aching and bitterness
just stupid kids
it used to be so different
50 ft woman
too slow; too fast
swingset after dark
the space behind a mirror
waiting for this feeling to die
does everything have to have a title? untitled.
stop dancing around the fact that we're hurting
a brief image of a place i've never seen
the bathroom is a place of existentialism
the self-centric earth model
if winter is death
everything changes so just breathe
i only ever mean something through your eyes
seasonal depression has no place among the roses
beautiful rebellion boy
it will never be warm again/april fools
bitter nostalgia
humans are forgetful and vain
telephone voice
ouroboros
i can finally hear the crickets chirping
i'm trying not to be cynical here
false hopes false happiness
you built rome, but we all know what happened to rome, anyway
i'm not vain, i'm just terrified; i apologize for the confusion
time is running out
my chest feels strange
when you're at home but still think "i just want to go home"
you harbor a violent disregard for your own safety
please cure me of my condition: i am a romanticist and a dreamer
i wait for you like a dreamer waiting for a shooting star

spaghetti with a side of mental breakdown

70 12 1
By folsomprison

i covered my face because
my heart pushed through every pore
like light shining through cracks
but it wasn't light;
it was pain and to show it would be
to dance on my own grave.

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