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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it...
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Keep your secrets wrapped up and covered in your bed.

Try not to breathe too deeply. One hitch and wind up dead.

A spilled out gentle heart, ruined against your bed.

Fragmented distillation, your soul, and my head.

I can't find another reason, why we gotta be alive.

I can't sink into this nonsense, why i gotta see this lie.

...

pray to god you're not going to get any further

pray to god you're gonna end up dead.

pray to god you're gonna go and hurt her.

pray to god you're gonna end up dead.
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krowface: xenomorph in full lotus position (Default)
She says, "I want your kiss on my neck. I want your hands to pace my body. I want your weight to crush me. I want your love."

He says, "I want to be the cartographer for the hills and valleys of your land."

She says, "Don't stop there."

He says, "I run my anatomy across an undiscovered country."

She says, "I consumed a harbored ship begging to be fed and cared for."

He says, "Wreck your ship against my jagged shore."

She says, "Crush my hull against a sweet pain and gasp with every passing wave."

He says, "Monolithic stones weigh impassive against screaming passionate sacrifices. Poetry spilled against winsdswept canvas."

He says, "Call my name against the clouds. Whisper my name against the ground. Sigh my name against our memories."

She says, "I know that name from a familiar time. It has blessed these lips once before and it shall bless them agains as the hand passes the hour of greeting."

He says, "Set your soul on fire and drive it against mine. Be drawn awake and uneasy to sleep a welcome to this curse."

She says, "with open arms I shall not fear a curse that has saved me from a lonesome universe. My planet now has a moon. Love is held at the threshold of open lips."
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