DRIvel(s) circa 2015-2025

[craola]

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walk into hell
with a heart as empty
as your anger

don't kiss and tell
it's a shiner
not a badge of honor

talking in spells
with a heart as heavy
as an anchor

ghost in your shell
lost your shine
you do not belong here
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[craola]

not enough time
trying to focus
swing for the fences

surface level
wouldn't it be nice
truly

i could sit back
i don't care
i won't bother

not at that level
all talk
it's all hot air
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[craola]

a stack of bills on the desk
disorganized but composed
my eyes do not reflect my age
but i feel it in my bones
the stupid things i used to do
leave an acute malaise
if only for the bat of an eye
it will cripple me some day
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[craola]

i watched you yellow into gold as the air turned cold around you. you turned over a new leaf, reddened and fell to the ground in defeat. didn't you tell me the summer had just begun?

i will not shrivel up as shadows stretch across the pavement like fanciful beastly creatures, like all the horrors my mind manifests. they are merely phantom illusive things. the fall of night is but the frigid promise of a new day on the horizon, and no shadow survives the light. i realize with trepidation that summer is itself only a covenant, a ritual we entertain to welcome the coming winter with all her blizzards and her biting.
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