BetthiaMae - Hello Poetry

affection has an expiration date. becomes affliction, turns sour like 4 month old whole milk. love is always past due. thrown away fresh out the oven, now hogged during family dinner. take what can only be given. nothing can be given. only take. it expires.

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May 23, 2022

May 23, 2022 at 5:10 PM UTC

only time will tell.

affection has an expiration date. becomes affliction, turns sour like 4 month old whole milk. love is always past due. thrown away fresh out the oven, now hogged during family dinner. take what can only be given. nothing can be given. only take. it expires.

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place your bets. I gallop on a hamster wheel only I know where I go.

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May 23, 2022

May 23, 2022 at 5:02 PM UTC

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place your bets. I gallop on a hamster wheel only I know where I go.

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silence is my worst punishment. put me on death row i’ll give you everything put on a show. sit beside me, lie still let the emptiness fill and I just might die. silence is my worst punishment. why am I rewarded for it?

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May 23, 2022

May 23, 2022 at 5:00 PM UTC

sighlence

silence is my worst punishment. put me on death row i’ll give you everything put on a show. sit beside me, lie still let the emptiness fill and I just might die. silence is my worst punishment. why am I rewarded for it?

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cry to be heard. shout to be silent.

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Jul 25, 2020

Jul 25, 2020 at 5:21 AM UTC

mixed up mourning

cry to be heard. shout to be silent.

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I never thought the words you’d say would be someone else’s your smiles, lies open ended promises, love turned disguises, heartache and prizes. last words said too late. new ones said so early. i’m beginning to think your love for me was just you in a hurry— destination: her. me, nothing but her seat warmer.

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Apr 29, 2020

Apr 29, 2020 at 7:31 AM UTC

I never thought.

I never thought the words you’d say would be someone else’s your smiles, lies open ended promises, love turned disguises, heartache and prizes. last words said too late. new ones said so early. i’m beginning to think your love for me was just you in a hurry— destination: her. me, nothing but her seat warmer.

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my blood consists of notes and tones lyrics and bones crushed up metals and nodes my blood circulates, in and out of my headphones. looses control with a let go. “let go” the song yells, “let go”. i know what i have to do but let me just hold on— to stories that play out. tip toe on the lyrics. dance to the bass. drown in the synth. clash to the symbols. trap myself within the strings. my blood plays red. the songs circulate blood to my head.

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Apr 20, 2020

Apr 20, 2020 at 2:10 AM UTC

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my blood consists of notes and tones lyrics and bones crushed up metals and nodes my blood circulates, in and out of my headphones. looses control with a let go. “let go” the song yells, “let go”. i know what i have to do but let me just hold on— to stories that play out. tip toe on the lyrics. dance to the bass. drown in the synth. clash to the symbols. trap myself within the strings. my blood plays red. the songs circulate blood to my head.

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songs put together— made to bring my heart home. you see, she’s lost. she’s lost in my mind. songs take her home, takes her back to the past of something that did not last. doors open when the words ring bring her, bring her back to me. I no longer want to feel incomplete.

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Apr 18, 2020

Apr 18, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC

playlist

songs put together— made to bring my heart home. you see, she’s lost. she’s lost in my mind. songs take her home, takes her back to the past of something that did not last. doors open when the words ring bring her, bring her back to me. I no longer want to feel incomplete.

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dear heart of mine, why do you get lost in my mind?

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Apr 18, 2020

Apr 18, 2020 at 12:43 AM UTC

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