one cannot wish
the world away
i say this
for i know
a prism does not merely end
in sloe
its visage
have i given chase
upon this wintry floe
beckoned by my troth
whence i arose
ere i caught the ire
of an arbitrary breath
amity besought the sateless gods
oblivious
as i, once more
does legacy elude
now, as pithless
as my wish
for death
Max, or Not 
Miss you so much dear Max
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i misssssssss youuuuuuuuuuuuuu toooooooo!! šššššš
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Reblogged this on A Global Divergent Literary Collective.
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thank you for reblogging this, oldepunk. your support helps tether me to the outside world and reminds me that i have friends somewhere out there
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Yes you do my friend. Kindred souls are hard to come by and there is strength in unity š
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Why wish for death? Unless it is on a remote beach watching an awe inspiring sunset.
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i like how you think
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Profound
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thank you for such a kind compliment, though i must admit that i am a bumbling fool
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lol
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