Poems by Faithless Watermelon

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  • The burden of over ease is boredom, creativity's...
    a fell rumble of ideas connotes the future's sense...

  • I watch myself day and night in third person. I...
    Why can't people let it go...

  • It's not what I'm made to do,
    I don't need to watch the skies...

  • (This is not about Michaela, I just happen to miss...
    I miss Michaela when she isn't here for me, I...

  • The bystander is self-centered,
    a bleeding heart's betrayer...

  • I'm torn between me and myself,
    I don't know which one to take from the shelf...

  • I'm stuck in this reality,
    Right here with no identity...

  • Memory is perdition
    to the sacrosanct magician...

  • These are just some words that come to mind when I...
    The sequence is also of importance...

  • Memory 1

    (Crooked pictures with shadowed edges
    stumble with a gait into the arms...

  • We mellow soldiers and callow sons of Rome,
    contently ill impressed by our house at home...

  • I wrote this after I had a dream about what felt...
    its like being caught in a firestorm that you cant...