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Shortcomings

mildreflections:

The problem is:

I feel too much,

Speak too little.

Fear too much,

Fight too little.

Dream too much,

Do too little.

Breathe too much,

Live too little.

The problem lies

In all there is to me,

And how little I make of it.  

                                – Mild Reflections

This, this is why you’re the best. I feel this way too sometimes.

Wishful Thinking

I love you for your kindness

I love you for your eyes

I love you for your words

The way they’re shaped by your lips.

I love you for your joy

Seeing a black world in rosy hues,

Wishful thinking granted.

You’ve done the same with me

Helping me become more human

Every new day.

– Vagabond Prophet

vagabondprophet:

Insurance

I am the .1 percent

Can’t be disinfected

I’m the tsunami

That can’t be detected

And for the house fire

That can’t be expected

They say insurance,

Get insurance

But insurance is just paper

You scribbled all over

Saying you’ll get money

When your world is over

Money’s just paper

And paper starts fires

This just complicates

And stirs in me a fire

So now you understand

I hope it’s all clear

If you lose everything

That you hold dear

Your paper won’t help you

I won’t be held liable

When I take your life

Like something easily pliable

Because I’m

About

to snap.

vagabondprophet:

Mirror Me

Have you been mixing

Pain and pleasure,

And calling it treasure?

You’re better than that,

Let’s link up the yoke

Before you start to choke.

One step at a time,

That’s it mirror me

Until you can follow me.

What do you need?

I’ll give it gladly

I love you madly.

Let’s get you free

Of those rusty fetters,

And the greedy debtors.

You’re mine now not theres.

So stop mixing pain with pleasure

And calling it treasure.

– Vagabond Prophet

vagabondprophet:

Mirror Me

Have you been mixing

Pain and pleasure,

And calling it treasure?

You’re better than that,

Let’s link up the yoke

Before you start to choke.

One step at a time,

That’s it mirror me

Until you can follow me.

What do you need?

I’ll give it gladly

I love you madly.

Let’s get you free

Of those rusty fetters,

And the greedy debtors.

You’re mine now not theres.

So stop mixing pain with pleasure

And calling it treasure.

– Vagabond Prophet

Mirror Me

Have you been mixing

Pain and pleasure,

And calling it treasure?

You’re better than that,

Let’s link up the yoke

Before you start to choke.

One step at a time,

That’s it mirror me

Until you can follow me.

What do you need?

I’ll give it gladly

I love you madly.

Let’s get you free

Of those rusty fetters,

And the greedy debtors.

You’re mine now not theres.

So stop mixing pain with pleasure

And calling it treasure.

– Vagabond Prophet