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happily drowning, we

Our sweet dream world Where we, the wild things, are Wolves in people clothing Monsters are we The sky above us is black Like our hearts Although moonlight filters through the trees Shining down onto our changing, writhing bodies Witches are we We do not wish to go We eat each other up Devouring every… Continue reading happily drowning, we

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horrors, like spiders

Spirit me away Under the fence And into the woods beyond Our sweet dream world Through the cobweb fog we run My hand in your hand But you do not force me I am not dragged There are dangers ahead But you hold me close Whisper sweetness into my ears Telling me if we die,… Continue reading horrors, like spiders

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phantom limb, mine

Today I lay in bed And watched the light outside my window fade Grey white clouds like wolf's fur So cold it felt like snow I hear my pack howling But I cannot get to them My brain or more accurately my meninges Ache and thud and ache My pia mater tells my arachnoid membrane… Continue reading phantom limb, mine

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the me I am

Hi... Maybe you can help me... Do you know where I am? Not where I am right now, but the me I am looking for? The me I am looking for is about my height. She is sort of like me in looks... maybe a little prettier. She is definitely less awkward. Her words do… Continue reading the me I am

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flower, when plucked

Flowers need the Earth, the ground, to be flowers But the ground is still the ground without the flower The flower does remain the flower, when plucked. Once a pretty little thing to look upon, but soon wilting, dying. The ground doesn't need anything to be itself. It is always the ground. If someone asks… Continue reading flower, when plucked

poetry

Not a motherfucking haiku

Loves the taste of honey Even though allergic to bees Asphyxia drowning Technically... it's not a haiku... lol I had one half of the poeminess (the nice half) represented in song form now there's a not-haiku representing the part that a lot of us seem to get stuck in. We get caught up with bad… Continue reading Not a motherfucking haiku

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will always burn

Ardere Some flames Burn bright, out of control Smouldering heat Cooling down I am not a flame Appassionati Some passions Fading like smoke, suffocating All in the beginning Too much too fast I am not smoke Aviditร  Some thirsts Can be quenched Water soothing Greedily taking, taking too much and then leaving I am not… Continue reading will always burn

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I woke up with a song on my wall

(It's graffiti on my heart, heart, heart, heart, heart) Red and yellow, black and white (white, white, white, white) No you didn't do me right, now did you? And this broken shade of blue It could only be from you, on the boulevard I walked, don't talk, no sleep, you Still got a hold of… Continue reading I woke up with a song on my wall

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bonds positively charged

Feeling rain on my skin As if for the first time Droplets cool as snowflakes Divine scents of earth and ozone and decay The rain trickling down my windscreen no longer looks like tears Water molecules cling to each other Cohesion Hydrogen bonds Positively charged Rivulets seem random But there is always a reason Always… Continue reading bonds positively charged

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midnight stars once

Autumn always happens too quickly It sneaks up on you That silent demise A promise of rebirth My soul is quieter Where once a bonfire burned Raging like witch hunt's fire There is now a new flame A deeper one Warm and cool Not burning but bright Leaves, where once green, start to turn at… Continue reading midnight stars once