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NothingInMotion Aug 2018
It may be sad to think,
That what's above us, may sink.
But that's just how it is old chap.
NothingInMotion Aug 2018
Take it to the bridge,
That's where it's meant to be,
It's meant to be remembered,
By lowly lock and key.

It's meant to stay forever,
It should never be forgotten,
It was there the entire time,
Yourself, not nearly so often.

It stayed there through the cold,
It stayed there through the rain,
It meant to stay with you,
Yet you never walked that bridge again.
NothingInMotion Aug 2018
I made it from the beginning,
I made it from spare parts,
I made it so I could finish,
To then rebuild it from the start.

I made it through the years,
I made it to this minute,
I made it to this world,
To be the only left in it.

I made it through adversity,
I made it through the pain,
Hey. I made it Mr.
I made it here again.
NothingInMotion Apr 2015
Those hands they'd be like snow, for ice could glow in your eyes.
Don't compromise this moment we have, adjust the volume to max
We're the only ones here in this terrace flat, come round and we can chat for ages, take it smoothly, in stages; turn me up, feel through my pages, purrrrrrr
the sexiest thing you've read all day
  Mar 2015 NothingInMotion
Ocean Blue
I survived:
My father's death, who left too early,
My mother's trip to the land of forever fog,
The loss of a child,
A few years in the Pool,
Swimming with gentle crocodiles,
The mountain trail somewhere East,
An angry crowd in Musutiste,
On the same day, the shelling in Studencane,
A few disappointments,
One recent betrayal,
And the black cloud nightmares.

I will survive:
The daily headache,
The selection at the Academy
The fading love,
The obsessive longing for Someone,
Yes, I will survive
It all.

So help me God.
Musutiste and Studencane on February 20th, 1999:
twice on that day, God decided it was not due time for me.
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