If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
Edgar Allan Poe (via feathery-soul)
Eisley - Brightly Wound
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We were walking there
I had tangles in my hair
But you make me feel so pretty
You have shining eyes
Yes like those forest lights
And it makes me want to cry

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Camera Obscura @ Paradise Rock Club.

Camera Obscura @ Paradise Rock Club.

The Early November
The Space - Hamden, CT
7/19/14

The Early November
The Space - Hamden, CT
7/19/14

A beautiful, baby blue sky that’s looking up at you, now watch it fade away.

A beautiful, baby blue sky that’s looking up at you, now watch it fade away.

A portrait that hangs on the wall
A magnum opus to be admired
Behind the paint she hides
In a hollow canvas
People stare in awe and adoration
But a fine layer of dust builds over time
The portrait stays on the wall
A permanent facing.

I wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew.