Haiku of the Fallen

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Some fall into lust.
Some fall into obsession.
I fell into you.

Who the F**k is Chef Boyardee? :(

Chef-Boyardee-beef-ravioli
When I was very young
We were not allowed nice things…
Lucky Charms… Or freedom.

(Much thanks to my co-writers: Benjamin and Rikah)

In my Solitide

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Once you have loved
A substitute just won’t do.
I choose solitude.

Red Dirt Blues

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You love that red dirt.
They say red dirt is precious,
But I was left blue.

Haiku From the Hearth

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Each night I leave you
A candle in the window
To light your way home.

A Stricken Haiku

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Tell me how to grieve
Something that was never there?
A past… This future.

Haiku and White Knuckles

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White knuckles and all
I liked what you fake you are.
None of them can hang.

Sleepwalk Haiku

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Sleepwalking with friends
Dreaming my sorrows away
It’s a teenage dream

A-Musing Haiku

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Freedom for a night.
I was seventeen again
And I was timeless.

Haiku of Glass and Lies

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Shelves full of glass globes.
Does it suck living a lie?
Just when the glass breaks.

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