

"the balloon man retires"the balloon man retires tyler wilcox"the balloon man retires"
our last days are bittersweet, tinged with the unknown and the old tears fall, a shimmering curtain an eager fantasy... only introversion summer has fled for warmer lands stealing resolve, sapping the will with fall come ashes smothering the world a cocoon of grey to birth what? metamorphic decay i am beautiful in this light far away and so close


"ashes, ashes, we all...""ashes, ashes, we all burned down" tyler wilcox"ashes, ashes, we all..."
breathe smoke taste ash burn your throat i'm past that
choke on embers swallow soot cough blood it's not enough
i want to build your pyre to cover your form with fuel fit for a fire the wood will crack your bones will break and as the maelstrom builds i will douse the blaze with gasoline
i am the arsonist i am the fire i set us on this course and i will crash us home
i am the bu


"Mold""Mold" tyler wilcox"Mold"
i'm a road with no end i'm a town that fell off the map i'm a bird that fell from the nest i'm a chair with a broken leg i'm a child without innocence i'm a farmer with no fields to till i'm a pen that has no ink i'm a star whose light died long ago i'm a stream without a current i'm a forest that was cut down i'm a house without a family to call it home i'm a flower that won't bloom i'm a blade that won't cut i'm a story that won't be told i'm a sign that will n


police report the suspect...police report the suspect remained at the crime scene tyler wilcoxpolice report the suspect...
youre searching for purpose scanning magazine covers and headlines while im dealing truth in alleyways injecting courage into teenage veins
youre donating paper to the poor giving away plastic for poverty and im burning bridges we never built roaming houses we never shared
youre on the news for awards winning fame and praise without me im awake at three in the morning bloodshot eyes keeping tabs on you
youre
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