Poems from luxinlife

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Dealer of hugs, kicker of ass.
revelations in conflagration
my brain smokes and i ride the wind or drift by the galaxy past oblivion the old man sits there in a way hes always been today i think...
I Swear I Can(n't) Breathe
“Amazing,” he breathes, eyes bright, and you cave, words spilling like waterHere are the things he won’t tell you The shadows under his...