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    I Hello, how may I help you? Would you like to schedule an appointment to double my standards? I think I may be able to squeeze you in between Destroying male morality And turning all women into lesbians. I hope that works for you Because my feminist agenda is pretty full. There’s just so ...
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    Writers, artists, and performers Are constantly sitting around with pens dancing between their fingers, Still waiting on their Bohemian revolutions; Waiting for the days where they can stop searching for Truth, Beauty, Freedom, And Love, Because they have already found them, Waiting for the...
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    Every time you touch my skin You leave behind third degree burns, And I have scars inside and out Of your fingerprints And their individual patterns Etched into my pale, Irish tones....
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    I cannot seem to understand why When we turn off the lights to go to bed, We do not instantly fall into a deep sleep, Yet we will stay awake for hours in the utter darkness, Much like the daytime, Though instead of thoughts containing Remedial equations, irrational predicaments, And “What...
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    Some days, the sun peaks through the clouds, And the window ledge doesn’t seem as enticing as it did before, And my feet no longer feel the need to drag my lump of a body Into the middle of a busy highway. Some days, the waves cease from crashing, And I don’t take more than I should, And t...
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    You’re standing across the room, Smoking a cigarette, Staring at me, But I’m not the ashes you’re yearning for. I’m the four-thousand toxins you breathe in, Destroying you from the inside out, And the tar that coats your lungs, Making it harder to breathe. In your other hand is a Ma...
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    I laid on the carpeted floor of my bedroom And stared at the ceiling, Figuring out that there’s a difference Between laying down with your eyes closed And lying down with them open, And then gravity started pulling me to the core of the Earth. I curled up into a ball on my bed And follow...
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    Humans are constantly being engineers, Taking things apart, (And never fully putting them back together) Just to see what makes gears grind Or ticking hands move, Spewing out strings of 25th letters, (Raising their pitch at the end) Trying to spell out the universal phenomenon Of why hands c...
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    The faucet started dripping again, And now it’s something else to keep me awake Right behind the tick-tick-ticking of the wall clock, (That’s slowly sliding off its bent nail) The constant whirring of the old ceiling fan, (That seems like it will fall any second because its screws aren’t ...
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    I’m writing this just to see where it goes, Much like when I finally tested the waters of us, And you’re no Rose, and I‘m certainly no Jack (unless you add the a**), But we’re destined for the fate of the floating door: One’s holding on, but the other says to let it go, Sinking into t...
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    Most days I never want to open my eyes, Let alone get out of bed, And it’s a struggle: Constantly fighting the pillows and blankets Against lacking motivation and drive, But there are a few things that can change that. Those things happen to be food, movies, and you. I can tell you that one...
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    Your lips are an oaky red wine, And I won't have another sip of alcohol in my life (If I can help it). Your touch is acid rain, And I'm a brick building in New York, Slowly disintegrating with every drop. Your eyes are the ocean on a foggy day That I no longer wish to swim in Since what ...
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    He stared at her the way he stared at the moon and the stars; Longingly, Waiting for something to happen, A wish to come true or A shadow to pass over the moon, All while their cigarette smoke hung in the air of the living room, Becoming as stale as they use to. She stared at him the way s...
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    Sometimes, I just really need a drink. I know it is no good for me, And it surely won’t make all of my problems simply Disappear, But the numbing powers it holds, Making me feel naught, Works just the same, Even if it is only for a little while. The drink in which I thirst for Is one t...
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    I'm sitting here behind this chessboard With you staring at me from the other side, Your eyes bouncing off of the different colored squares Straight back into mine, Waiting for the flinch of my hand to reposition my pawn, Yet I cannot tell if your sword is drawn. So, I'll continue to sit o...
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    Take a close look at your skin. Examine every bump and every indentation, Every bruise and every dark mark, All of the scars you accumulated as a child, And the ones you’re still making now. Remember everything it’s ever felt; The heat of the sun in July, The wind and the snow in Decemb...
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    Half of the things that come out of my mouth Are pretty words wrapped in smoke, And they taste like regret. But I'm a runner; When I start to speak, I take a step. And when my mouth starts running, So do my feet....
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    It’s nights like these When missing you makes my heart concave, And the atmosphere of the rain Makes my scars sting like when they were new. It’s nights like these When I stay up too late, Straining my eyes to write too many love poems Between fuming flashes of lightning. It’s nigh...
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    I am an addict. And trust me, I wish it was to drugs or shopping or the internet, But it’s not; It is to you. And as cliché as that sounds, Nothing can compare to the feeling of you Running through my pulsing veins, Because I can’t help but inject you to my brain, Or the shaking cold s...
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    I went to the library to check out some books, None all that particular, And I saw people run their fingers over broken, naked spines Until they found that one with the actors on the front, So I stopped my ill-defined search To peruse such fragile backbones. Surfaces were boarded up with pl...
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    This is not a drunken love letter to you, But what it would say if it were; It would say that I want to be the cause of your laugh lines, And why you don’t need a cosmetic veneer. It would express the fact that You are, simply, my sweet serendipity, And why I believe in that word at all. I...
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    I adore the word “you” for its anonymity. It’s part of the pronoun game of poetry; Not a soul knows who the author is Creating a story for, Or whom they’re telling it to. No one, But one. I know who I’m writing for, Whether it’d be You, or You, or You. But when I’m w...
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    You brushed my hand the other day As you walked on by, And I swore I'd never wash it again. When I did, though, I did not cry, Nor did I weep, For the sensation it gave me Was what I intended to keep....
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    If I were to give you anything, it would be this: I’d give you a kiss, And steal the smoke off your lips And the alcohol from your breath. I would cradle your face and play with your hair And diminish the thought that love is in the air Because it’s not: it’s here; In the way your tired...
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    People have told me things- A lot of things- About life and love And happiness. But all I could see- The only things I could see- Were the hurt and anger And woe, Creating their home within me. So I wrote about it- Stanza after stanza, Line after line- Until it was done. And I read it. ...

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