amor-sin-remorse - Hello Poetry

He was a beautiful person. The room lit up when he entered it. He was a beautiful person. My world got darker when he left it.

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 11:21 PM UTC

Bubby

He was a beautiful person. The room lit up when he entered it. He was a beautiful person. My world got darker when he left it.

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Pound of flesh for an ounce of freedom. Somehow this all seems so unredeeming. Give back Give a little. Not enough. Give a lot. Not enough. "Give yourself so that I may take." Give myself. Too much. Another pound of ****** flesh splatters on the table Still you sit emotionless. Express Regress Expose Impose. Take my flesh, Bleed me dry, Skin me whole. Devour my soul. Walk away. ****** mess.

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 11:19 PM UTC

Walter

Pound of flesh for an ounce of freedom. Somehow this all seems so unredeeming. Give back Give a little. Not enough. Give a lot. Not enough. "Give yourself so that I may take." Give myself. Too much. Another pound of ****** flesh splatters on the table Still you sit emotionless. Express Regress Expose Impose. Take my flesh, Bleed me dry, Skin me whole. Devour my soul. Walk away. ****** mess.

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3 2 1 Fry Fry Laugh Fry Survive Don't get eaten. Gluttons. It will always be us, Home. Glory Merciless Merciful. This is our circle, Crinkle cut & deep fried. Waffle cut Curly & Seasoned. Get the ketchup & Drown our starch. We are crispy. We are family. We are fries... & This is our box.

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC

Freedom Fries

3 2 1 Fry Fry Laugh Fry Survive Don't get eaten. Gluttons. It will always be us, Home. Glory Merciless Merciful. This is our circle, Crinkle cut & deep fried. Waffle cut Curly & Seasoned. Get the ketchup & Drown our starch. We are crispy. We are family. We are fries... & This is our box.

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Groping prostitutes Violating hearts and nothing is sacred and nothing is valid. Honesty overrated Love bludgeoned by the masses. irrational distaste bleeds from the pores. Spores spawning sores. Returning blind. returning. Leaving Returning. What did she tell you? "You didn't pay me enough."

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Jan 7, 2017

Jan 7, 2017 at 11:37 AM UTC

Cheat Night

Groping prostitutes Violating hearts and nothing is sacred and nothing is valid. Honesty overrated Love bludgeoned by the masses. irrational distaste bleeds from the pores. Spores spawning sores. Returning blind. returning. Leaving Returning. What did she tell you? "You didn't pay me enough."

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And so here we are ****** and pillaging old memories. Carving turkeys and making half families. Death takes the other half and makes it whole. Fake "how do you do's?" make the world a bigger place. "Traditions, Family, Food, Smiles" we wipe our feet on these half truths and tuck them into bed carrying, now, a fully packed suitcase and trying to stuff a 10lb turkey in it. Things will never be the same Things will never BE THE SAME.

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Nov 25, 2016

Nov 25, 2016 at 12:10 PM UTC

Fucksgiving

And so here we are ****** and pillaging old memories. Carving turkeys and making half families. Death takes the other half and makes it whole. Fake "how do you do's?" make the world a bigger place. "Traditions, Family, Food, Smiles" we wipe our feet on these half truths and tuck them into bed carrying, now, a fully packed suitcase and trying to stuff a 10lb turkey in it. Things will never be the same Things will never BE THE SAME.

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Bottle in hand Drowning the indifference Feeling the life Sinking and crying, we are born. New light, you see? Do you feel? At the alters we kneel and we are whole again. Holes emptied and filled in. Throw it in the trash. Throw it against the wall and release it all. Here we are again. Better this time and born to make pristine chapels at the feet of Mary. Blood to wine Water to ***** And we are all strangers. Gurgling strangers set apart to form a perfect storm. Chaos ensues we go blind as we feel our way through the darkness. Through the broken window pains we see we cut our hands on our own souls pity falls with the trickling stream of tears. Wash the carcass in blood and Take it back. The empathy sympathetic smiles hushed forgiveness mulling over all of the insanity. This chaos. This is MY frenzy. Douse it in holy water find redemption do it again. Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Crumbs of putrid distaste. Eons of love. "Clean up the pieces and ask no questions." **** Do you hear me now?

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Nov 20, 2016

Nov 20, 2016 at 4:51 PM UTC

Are We Even Listening?

Bottle in hand Drowning the indifference Feeling the life Sinking and crying, we are born. New light, you see? Do you feel? At the alters we kneel and we are whole again. Holes emptied and filled in. Throw it in the trash. Throw it against the wall and release it all. Here we are again. Better this time and born to make pristine chapels at the feet of Mary. Blood to wine Water to ***** And we are all strangers. Gurgling strangers set apart to form a perfect storm. Chaos ensues we go blind as we feel our way through the darkness. Through the broken window pains we see we cut our hands on our own souls pity falls with the trickling stream of tears. Wash the carcass in blood and Take it back. The empathy sympathetic smiles hushed forgiveness mulling over all of the insanity. This chaos. This is MY frenzy. Douse it in holy water find redemption do it again. Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Crumbs of putrid distaste. Eons of love. "Clean up the pieces and ask no questions." **** Do you hear me now?

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All is violent, all is bright. Miracles of life dying in hindsight.. Life's many mysteries hidden in plain view and I am left blind and happily unaware. If we are all sinners, then we must, too, be saints. Creek flowing rapidly and I am but a trickle. Single depository, making milk and depleting life's resources. We are all friends, We are all friends. Enemies of enemies. Empty promises and glasses full of regret. Contracts signed in blood & feces. All is violent All is bright. All is violent. All is bright.

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Oct 16, 2016

Oct 16, 2016 at 1:28 PM UTC

The Deed is Dead

All is violent, all is bright. Miracles of life dying in hindsight.. Life's many mysteries hidden in plain view and I am left blind and happily unaware. If we are all sinners, then we must, too, be saints. Creek flowing rapidly and I am but a trickle. Single depository, making milk and depleting life's resources. We are all friends, We are all friends. Enemies of enemies. Empty promises and glasses full of regret. Contracts signed in blood & feces. All is violent All is bright. All is violent. All is bright.

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Lay your world at my feet. Only then can we climb all of the little successes Leading us to the bigger picture. At worst a graveyard of memories and futures never had. Of mewling infants Lost treasures Sleepless nights. What say you now, little man? All that was to be said has been said? Oh yes, you were the sand I was trying to hold. Hanging Hanging Hanging Drink Drank Drunk

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Jul 25, 2016

Jul 25, 2016 at 2:29 PM UTC

Goodbye Walter

Lay your world at my feet. Only then can we climb all of the little successes Leading us to the bigger picture. At worst a graveyard of memories and futures never had. Of mewling infants Lost treasures Sleepless nights. What say you now, little man? All that was to be said has been said? Oh yes, you were the sand I was trying to hold. Hanging Hanging Hanging Drink Drank Drunk

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If I thought that we would crash and burn faster than he and I There is nothing that would stop me from walking away. Finding myself in you So that I may go on forever knowing. Bemusement be ****** You see, I owe it to everyone involved to see this to the very end. To see this to the wreckage. through the turmoil and dismay until we find ourselves in deadlock. Our own inferno of fulfillment. Ultimately I will be with you. Without being animated by old knots. Damage undone. Relentlessly loving. Present tense. To have you, however I may have you, I am at ease.

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Nov 4, 2015

Nov 4, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC

And So I Choose Number Two

If I thought that we would crash and burn faster than he and I There is nothing that would stop me from walking away. Finding myself in you So that I may go on forever knowing. Bemusement be ****** You see, I owe it to everyone involved to see this to the very end. To see this to the wreckage. through the turmoil and dismay until we find ourselves in deadlock. Our own inferno of fulfillment. Ultimately I will be with you. Without being animated by old knots. Damage undone. Relentlessly loving. Present tense. To have you, however I may have you, I am at ease.

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It is then when the madness fades when I sit silent for too long, that all of the pain, the abuse, loss, lonliness of never being truly loved leaks from my eyes. Moistened cheeks burn red with humility for ever being such a fool. Toothless fool with no bite. Loveless fool with no safe place other than a bottomless bottle. This is why I am chaos.

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Oct 27, 2015

Oct 27, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC

Hurricanes

It is then when the madness fades when I sit silent for too long, that all of the pain, the abuse, loss, lonliness of never being truly loved leaks from my eyes. Moistened cheeks burn red with humility for ever being such a fool. Toothless fool with no bite. Loveless fool with no safe place other than a bottomless bottle. This is why I am chaos.

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