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please do not take my poetry and say it is yours. look and listen to the words that usually hide in my belly. i create monsters out of the abc's. love is a one way/roadblock detour/my heart has/stopped my car to see the/damage can be done/by coming back/here lays my tender/ heart beat slows in sheer/horror films flicker in my/eyes capture the/image of my walking away. car horns bring me back to/reality slows when i see your/face the music. it's over. |
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i go through the day blocking out sites and phrases that make me think of you. cause they just give me a sick feeling and i have to close my eyes each time. you came to me with innocence and i destroyed our future before it had time to create itself. say what you want. i did it for what would be best. i don't feel like crying over maps and bus tickets for the next year or two. if i can't have you here with me, i can't have you. |
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i finally understand how hard it is to walk away. it's easy to plot out on paper but harder with you standing in front of my face. i'm angry at myself for being in love. you're taking away parts of me that will never be replaced. i dreamed one day of you, me and a wihte picket fence, clutching to each other like sparrows on a branch. i'm waiting for a signal. go/stop/slow down. i'm holding onto a part of this that reminds me of something from long ago. a memory of floating feet and sweaty palms. hold on tight or let me go, just don't leave me standing here with my heart in my hands. |
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i'm through i shout to the ink black night i'm done i resolve in the back of my mind somtimes alone is all i need winter's hibernation to get you out of me it's sad i thought that this would last i'm sorry that you lost interest so fast. pain gives me the power of a thousand men something to hold in the palm of my hand |
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sleep descends on me a heavy man i cannot push off all senses are torn from me in a violent rape of my conciousness my pillow is my gag-my enemy |
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i stare at her back as she walks away from me shuffle under the highway ramp so she can't look back and see me cry tears from the frustration of years and years of being the one people look to for a witty joke of twinkling smile i'll just sit under this ramp and dream while tires rumble over my head cradled in dirty knees sick of being the first to please cancel out memories burnt into my brain atrocities seem so much lighter when diluted with rain |
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words have flames words are firesticks red hot coals that stick to my tonsils i long to spit them out like an angry dragon to singe your eyelashes burn holes in your t-shirt but my words are slow lava that harden on my tongue before they get to you-- |
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oceans collide to stop all my pain get lost in the tide and stand out in the rain words hypnotize they slip past my ears and now all i realize is that i don't belong here how can you say these things that you can't erase i know we're on the phone but when i close my eyes i can just see the look on your face i try to stop all my pain with a sip and a nicotine stick till your words collide and make me sick change comes when both parties agree can't you see? i'm not willing to bend or break i'll stand out in the rain with heartache in my hands to stop all this pain |
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fusebox.
i didn't talk to him. again. standing there/trying to figure out what to say/trying to swallow my heart which has lept out of my throat. his prescence is almost toxic to me-- nerves quivering like cable wires surging almost overloading with data i wait until i see him again and then fail to talk to him look at him god, even fucking nod my head to acknowledge him... i wonder if he notices when i stare at him watching notices my knees shake and liquify sees me hit myself when i can't muster up the air to speak. my lungs have collapsed my heart has stopped beating (babumbabum) i am frozen in this moment-- his elbow two inches from mine-- his protons melding with my electrons..
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distance is our worst enemy the adding and subtracting of miles and bus fares twists hearts as fast as my heart beat is keeping time with the speedometer flying over blacktop to deliver a bittersweet kiss los angeles seems too far away i can close my eyes and see you standing at the pacific sending telepathic photographs of the beauty of the sea i can close my eyes and dream i was there but dreaming doesn't get me anywhere. |
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the wind blows through her body as she stands on the sand conversing with the sea... why did he go instead of me she wonders pushing her toes into the wet sand in fear that her body will pull away with the current memories flow through her veins as tears create streams on her cheeks his ashes are out there mingling with the waves saying goodbye would be easier with a kiss so she drops her hand to the water in the solitude of the dawn wishing heaven were a step away dreaming up dreams that only make her sigh how do i say goodbye? she chokes running fingers through almost liquid beige her love letter in the sand washing away to the depths of the ocean mixing with her lover's remains a part of her has become the vastness that sits in front of the sunrise
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everyone looks at me like there's a stain on my nose that these clothes are not my clothes like i'm going to explode -i suppose they're waiting for me to crack like an egg -i guess waiting for me to realize my distress but what they don't know is i've kept a part of me locked up cause sometimes i feel like a rockstar who's gig is up with no friends to support her and a pocket full of holes i feel like one of those -i suppose |
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she opened up these windows that i would rather have covered with drapes she said... "don't think, babe..i'll navigate" i've had these doors locked oh so very tight now i'm stepping out of this closet squinting from the light my eyes graze her face for a smirk or a sneer trying to figure out what the hell she's doing here, why she's in this place closets are tight... the hangers hit your head but i had thought this notion would have been better left unsaid. |
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i'm holding back the tears/the spit/the vomit as i hear what you say release me drown me in my sorrows drag my heaving body into another day erase these things my ears have just devoured blindfold my eyes i don't want to see them together my world has come crashing down a chandalier, a glittery mess i will stand with glass shards in my hair as if i don't care as if sobbing is breathing is
living. |
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i laugh-- say i'm glad he's gone proclaim that i can move on... i don't want to see his face in fear that i will falter/crumble/ceasetoexist
his words burn my eyelashes soaked with saltwater kisses will i find this love again? (tell me i'll find this love again)
so tomorrow i will go back to places that were backdrops to our kisses maybe my heart will implode maybe i will scream/hopeless
but i will survive |
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sleep. sheep hooves grazing my forehead on their way over my headboard music notes clog my ears singing to myself to fend off my fears my fears are big monsters stuffed under my nightstand flashlights only provoke i will use my hand---- to cover my open eyes bedtime. |
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we said goodbye like we said hello with tight guts and forced smiles sweet kisses passed between two youths immersed in a love too special for the innocent. his shirt still held the scent of that night last summer, when this love was discovered now it is time to bury it n the miles that will seperate us. |
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smoke curls around my fingers as i write to you caressing my skin a grey curtain of soft air how do i tell you that i still care all i can do is make a collect call and talk sweetly about the fall and how nice it would be you, a sweater and me on a blanket under shooting stars clutching at first love not speaking only talking with our arms |
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wanna see naked pictures? |
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