Rae-Mort - Hello Poetry

There's something insidious In the way she smiles Quirked lips painted blood red Eyes foggy and greased with thick shadows She'll purr, her tongue tickling your skin Every word she breathes is air to your lungs Poisoned with smoke She's an aphrodisiac She'll make you forget everything Fill you with nothing Until your brain is swollen And numbness settles into the deepest scars You'll think of nothing but her And the way she smiles

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Jan 26, 2016

Jan 26, 2016 at 12:23 AM UTC

Insidious

There's something insidious In the way she smiles Quirked lips painted blood red Eyes foggy and greased with thick shadows She'll purr, her tongue tickling your skin Every word she breathes is air to your lungs Poisoned with smoke She's an aphrodisiac She'll make you forget everything Fill you with nothing Until your brain is swollen And numbness settles into the deepest scars You'll think of nothing but her And the way she smiles

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I watched as loved ones Became crippled with despair Anguish and agony Twisting their lips and limbs Until all that's left of them Was a broken, burdened mass She cried out for me Pleading for me to take it away The memories, the pain She says it's making her insane Her madness is a poison Seeping and seething I watched it all As if it were happening to me Every pill, every blade Every vile word she thought She thought about herself Her worth was nothing She cried There was nothing I could do I tried to help her feel more Feel everything nothing had stolen But her trembling fingers Took more and more and more And more Until there was nothing left

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Jan 4, 2016

Jan 4, 2016 at 12:27 PM UTC

Weight of Nothing

I watched as loved ones Became crippled with despair Anguish and agony Twisting their lips and limbs Until all that's left of them Was a broken, burdened mass She cried out for me Pleading for me to take it away The memories, the pain She says it's making her insane Her madness is a poison Seeping and seething I watched it all As if it were happening to me Every pill, every blade Every vile word she thought She thought about herself Her worth was nothing She cried There was nothing I could do I tried to help her feel more Feel everything nothing had stolen But her trembling fingers Took more and more and more And more Until there was nothing left

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Wandering through every darkness The creature has never been curious Shadows cast the only illusions that matter And the creature has never been curious But that tiny girl With her eyes wide and wandering Her smile sure and unfaltering She cast a shadow greater than the darkness Tempting that creature Tempering that creature It followed her into the worst of places All beautiful, serene All lonely It followed her to the edge of the darkness Where she lit a flame Ignited the entire world And even then it followed still The creature was never more curious Of the tiny girl whose courage Conquered more than any light ever could

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Dec 6, 2015

Dec 6, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC

The Creature

Wandering through every darkness The creature has never been curious Shadows cast the only illusions that matter And the creature has never been curious But that tiny girl With her eyes wide and wandering Her smile sure and unfaltering She cast a shadow greater than the darkness Tempting that creature Tempering that creature It followed her into the worst of places All beautiful, serene All lonely It followed her to the edge of the darkness Where she lit a flame Ignited the entire world And even then it followed still The creature was never more curious Of the tiny girl whose courage Conquered more than any light ever could

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Why do professors think we can read one hundred pages in a day Why do professors think we only have their class to worry about Why do professors Why

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Sep 16, 2015

Sep 16, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC

Professors

Why do professors think we can read one hundred pages in a day Why do professors think we only have their class to worry about Why do professors Why

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As a consequence of life my heart is calloused and cold My skin has hardened over scars both painful and old

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC

Armour

As a consequence of life my heart is calloused and cold My skin has hardened over scars both painful and old

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There was an old soul Down by the old mill Where we used to play With sticks and stones We built forts out of bones Of our loved ones Like broken glass and broken ribs Stolen children from their cribs We wandered lost for some time Chasing memories into the fade

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Jul 15, 2014

Jul 15, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC

Sticks and Stones

There was an old soul Down by the old mill Where we used to play With sticks and stones We built forts out of bones Of our loved ones Like broken glass and broken ribs Stolen children from their cribs We wandered lost for some time Chasing memories into the fade

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Ask me I’ll say I’m fine But between you and I I’m not My nerves are shot My lungs are aching With each breath I force myself to take And every smile hides The broken heart And the withering mind Because I’m not weak I don’t know if I’m trying to convince you Or myself But I say it anyways I’m fine

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Apr 4, 2014

Apr 4, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC

I'm Fine

Ask me I’ll say I’m fine But between you and I I’m not My nerves are shot My lungs are aching With each breath I force myself to take And every smile hides The broken heart And the withering mind Because I’m not weak I don’t know if I’m trying to convince you Or myself But I say it anyways I’m fine

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I've got a hole where my heart used to be And a void fills the space Thicker and blacker than any darkness you've ever known Ask me if I care Ask me if I feel anything other than a numb, hollow ache I promise my answer will disappoint you

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Mar 28, 2014

Mar 28, 2014 at 4:04 AM UTC

Ache

I've got a hole where my heart used to be And a void fills the space Thicker and blacker than any darkness you've ever known Ask me if I care Ask me if I feel anything other than a numb, hollow ache I promise my answer will disappoint you

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White ashes Like stardust Cover this place A thin blanket White ashes Like old dust Cover this place Untouched White ashes Like snow Cover this place It's cold White ashes From old flames Settled Into their new home A fire raged on Burned everything Ate wood and flesh Took life and brought death It started in the darkness Illuminated the shadows Leaving black coal And white ash Consumed Until the earth was scorched And barren And lifeless Roared Like a beast And feasted upon Sleeping bodies Died When it killed All that it could Like a reaper Gone As easily as it started Burned bright hot Now cold as ice All that's left Is an acrid smell Black coal and White ashes

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Mar 28, 2014

Mar 28, 2014 at 4:02 AM UTC

White Ashes

White ashes Like stardust Cover this place A thin blanket White ashes Like old dust Cover this place Untouched White ashes Like snow Cover this place It's cold White ashes From old flames Settled Into their new home A fire raged on Burned everything Ate wood and flesh Took life and brought death It started in the darkness Illuminated the shadows Leaving black coal And white ash Consumed Until the earth was scorched And barren And lifeless Roared Like a beast And feasted upon Sleeping bodies Died When it killed All that it could Like a reaper Gone As easily as it started Burned bright hot Now cold as ice All that's left Is an acrid smell Black coal and White ashes

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Here where I lay Consciousness fades away And in its place Filled by an empty space Is where I sleep Lost in dreams so deep

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Mar 25, 2014

Mar 25, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC

Dreams

Here where I lay Consciousness fades away And in its place Filled by an empty space Is where I sleep Lost in dreams so deep

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