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    People carry stories around with them like baggage. It weighs down the folds of their body, beneath the eyes where shadows like to gather, the web of skin between the forefinger and thumb, the itchiness of elbows and palms. Poetry is painted across veins in brutish, cruel strokes that slash throu...
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    I don’t know anything anymore and I am just counting the staccato beats of our breaths falling over each other as we stare into this darkness cold & alone & cold & alone I’m almost brave and almost in love and almost touching your hand as we wish this all away. My eyes are so...
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    These string inside me are bending and breaking and snapping one by one like a crooked violin and I am left cupping the vision of you between my fingers (you are dripping through like Ocean Water). I am so jagged around my edges with scars painted on my angles and hands roughly calloused from...
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    Dark Cityscapes and Bitter Coffee in the mornings Ink Stained Fingers and Warm Summer Nights Me and You Fingers laced together as we watch it unfold. This life catches us on fire. We burn through it Fast And Hot And Violent Simple words like Forever and Always and L O V E Sustaining and Co...
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    I’m trying to find my way Out of this labyrinth of suffering, Trying to forget the smell of your pale angel skin, And the way your hands moved So quick and nimble Like a surgeon somehow healing My broken love. These memories beat at my head Like the ever-pounding Ever-present Beating of ...
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    Time is passing by Sucking the soul drenched marrow from my bones, Leaving me dry and brittle Left only with my poetry saturated fingers And images of you left behind my eyelids. I try so hard to build myself up, Concrete walls and rows of bricks, But I am always so F R A G I L E And when ...
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    Science class makes me think About atoms and molecules And silly things like Vectors and space and air and friction And gravity the horrible Horrible Thing that holds me to the ground And keeps me from flying. And science equations And tests that have an answer key, Right and Wrong and N...
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    People like the words I speak when nobody is around to hear them, The ones I capture onto a page like a spider spinning a sticky net Catching them And sucking away the meaning Until all the thoughts jumbled in my head Make sense to someone. So they smile And say, I like it. But don’t they...
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    Sometimes I wonder What happens to us when we die. Whether our souls explode into a million fluttering and pure pieces like some sort of exciting and one-of-the-kind fireworks show, As if our insides just got tired of being so cooped up Inside this thin skin sack that we call a body That one da...
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    I hate to admit it … But I have never seen a shooting star. No matter how hard I look At the moon-lit and star-drenched Lunar heavens that stretch so far above me. I have never held my breath And counted to ten Or clicked my heels three times In order to let go of my heart sorrows, And le...
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    Everything is eventually broken. Crushed and shaken and destroyed Leaving only the dust from our bones And a splash of color From the heart that used to beat out religiously The things our body needs to survive Blood And Love And probably Hate too, And when I die I want to go out in color...
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    Sometimes when the night is long and cold and dark And the city lights and The human fingerprint of smog and smoke and lost dreams Block out all of my shooting stars... This is when I cry. Salty tears kiss my cheeks While simultaneously Baptizing me over again Cleaning me Releasing me Kill...
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    Sometimes I imagine my heart as a caricature, Something red and full and bright. Even though I know all about Anatomy And Science And Loneliness And You And I also know that if a heart, Spent so much time loving And Breaking And Dying There wouldn’t be enough time for living And...
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    I wish that one day My ink would swallow me up, Consuming me like fire Until I am nothing more than ashes Coated in words and Poetry. Because my words are the only things Strong enough to keep the bad away And even now I feel it Breathing close, Never far away. It scares me sometimes, Th...
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    Sitting with our feet dangling in the water, And our fears And loves Pooled by our feet like shadows, The wind whispered across our childlike cheeks “We are too young to be this empty.” And I'll carve our names into the ground With a stolen Blue Pastel. Scratching into pavement The e...
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    Empty pages filled with love poems I refused to write, They defined me. Angst ridden stanzas and phrases Told my story as plain as day As the freckles on your face Or the way your eyes shine And even as the bold and blocky type Shouted STAYAWAY You came to me. And even as my tongue Burne...
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    My own crooked fingers, Painting words and truths, Guiding them from a scarred and broken mind, Onto paper where they can, Breathe, And either thrive on creative inspiration, Or wither away dehydrated from not enough words, Or float away bloated from too many shallow phrases, In a sea of fal...
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    Silences made me whole, But your words set me on fire, And every syllable you pronounced, Sounded like Bach, Beethoven, And each cadence of your breath, Slowly killed me, And sent me to a world of flames, Even when your words turned to acid, Burning away the fragile lining of my heart, I ...
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    Naked breath on my ear, You spill yourself out before me, Whispering heart-tales of a time before, Gouging open your chest with the feathery tips of your fingers, Revealing proof of a still beating heart, Capable of feeling, Your apology...
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    Singing is for the hopeful, And poetry is for the scarred, I say as I drag my fingers on worn down keys, And make up reasons why I can't write a love poem, Not even for you....
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    And we are made in His own image, Eyes and ears and tongues, And even the crooked piece of flesh and cruelty, That we call a smile, And shoulders sculpted strong to bear heavy weights, And a thick stalk of a neck so that we can hold our heads high, He made us all and breathed us alive, Like t...
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    Hormone driven tears, Leak from the corners of her eyes, Dripping mascara lines down her cheeks, Until she looks like she is made of paper, Inky drawings of nothing at all, Plastered upon a pasty complexion, Saying nothing at all, But conveying sorrow. And she tells me that she wishes tha...
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    We are not forever, We are only today, And graffiti-stained bathroom stalls, And words etched into park benches, Weary and chipped from an eternity of long forgotten fingerprints, Tell our stories as unbiased as our bones, And the dust from our old whispers....
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    I can feel you near me, The warmth from your hand on the table, Radiating out to me, And I can barely stop myself from reaching out, To grasp your hand, Reminding myself that you’re human, Capable of feeling. But I won’t. You can hear and see and comprehend, But my meaning falls deaf on...
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    Contemplating incomprehensible, Her fingers reach out and graze the razor sharp edge of a kitchen butcher knife, Calmly memorizing the outline and shape, So that should she choose the exit, It would come cleanly in the dark, No floundering and slipping and sliding through sweat soaked fingers, ...

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