dar816
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dar816 · 2 years ago
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This is from my dad's wallet. His favorite picture of us, he refused to update it. When asked about his children, he would say: "My son, Sean, is an angel. My daughter, Darcy, is just like me." It was the best compliment I ever received. More later. I have all of the feelings and none of the words. George D. R. Barry 8/21/49 - 11/26/22 https://www.instagram.com/p/ClpoDQFj6IVIcZB9PAKhojDgqiOQxXnrsVpftQ0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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dar816 · 4 years ago
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I feel you in my bones,
my love.
In sunlight, I escape,
these thoughts of you,
at bay-
and daylight fades,
and evening falls,
and heavy ache returns.
I surrender to you,
my love.
I am heartsick, haunted,
by a man who makes love
with words;
The man who holds soft
my heart in his hands,
is a man who knows not
my name.
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dar816 · 6 years ago
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You kiss me like you're hungry
for me, starving from,
this drought
derived from distance;
A love, lost,
at arm's length.
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dar816 · 6 years ago
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#realtalk #sorrynotsorry #votethemout #grabthembythemidterms #fuckkavanaugh #vote https://www.instagram.com/p/Bop7lVOg5So/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1a2m9b2tnzaa4
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dar816 · 6 years ago
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He pushed her down, laughing,
Climbed on top of her, forcing,
Her heart in her chest, racing,
There were two of them.
Her arms and her legs, flailing,
Rolling off the bed, scrambling,
Now she's in the closet, hiding,
And she got away.
He was on her body, lying,
Now he's on the TV, lying,
He's going to get away, today,
He'll get away with it.
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dar816 · 6 years ago
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And one day, when we are very old,
we will return to the earth, buried eternal,
forever rooted, in green and gold.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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I find you in the faces of others.
I see your eyes that are nothing,
your frame that is far too frail,
your angular stance, awkward gate,
and hands that are forever empty.
You are the bitter taste,
stuck sore in my throat,
and you only ever filled me empty.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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When lonely, late-night fears
catch cold in my chest,
and my ribs burn to fire
from pressure of overexpansion,
I think of footprints on the moon-
and, as they are eternal,
they will never fade,
and they will never blow away.
Footprints on the moon are forever;
And my breath is still,
and my hands are steady.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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You left us on an April eve-
abruptly-
like some of us longed for,
in secret, in shame;
And now we don't dare,
we won't utter,
(keep silent, keep still)
these unspoken words of
relief.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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There is nothing so obscene
as to think, consider,
that the world will go on;
Continue, when you're gone.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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I have found your soul transparent,
in those soft blue eyes, translucent;
And now this magic sky, tonight,
is nothing but a backdrop.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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I feel you in my bones,
my love.
In sunlight, I escape,
these thoughts of you,
at bay-
and daylight fades,
and evening falls,
and heavy ache returns.
I surrender to you,
my love.
I am heartsick, haunted,
by a man who makes love
with words;
The man who holds soft
my heart in his hands,
is a man who knows not
my name.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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Burdened with
the weight
of your words;
Heavy-hearted.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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I wanted to forgive you
for myself,
and for our future;
Instead,
my throat swelled shut,
sealed, before I was able,
to spit out the words,
required,
for our salvation.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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And her body won’t sync
with her head, and her heart;
And these plans, and these timelines,
are tearing them apart.
And now-
there’s blood stains in all
of the obvious places.
And they’re back to day one.
And day one’s a start.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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For @dar816  Happy belated Valentines Day lovely.
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dar816 · 7 years ago
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There’s something about
that push and release,
and the pressure that builds
when you’re entering me,
and you’re deep inside me
with that friction you cause
when I’m gripping the sheets
with one hand, and the other,
finds yours, and we meet,
intertwined, two as one,
and my heart skips a beat-
I see galaxies collide,
celestial wonders in the sky,
you fit perfectly, within me,
my dear missing piece.
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