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American I think every moment of your life is a word and those words make up a poem and that my purpose is to find the right moments and the right words to create a beautiful poem, and a beautiful life. It is up to you to see if mine fits yours.
It is funny what man has now become Afraid and alone frightful and numb Doomed to follow only one path Just hold the trigger and fire Easy when they're evil No right or wrong Devil and me Painted red Bang I see Blood under My finger nails I can see their eyes Hollow and starved hope Stare back at me from the mirror Echos of gunshots pound my head I think I could have done more dead Because in the end our souls meet with fate
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
Painted Red
Alone on a train track who wouldn't drink, to loosing memories we waste to think, and spooning your soul into someone's face. To learning Latin, and winning a race, to all those lost pauses and almost hads, long ago crushes and wired creepy Dads. To that screaming rage I had as a youth, to getting lost and loosing you first tooth. To all the landmarks that label our life, to the ups and the downs, and my Aunt's wife. Let me toast to all that lies in the sun, let me drink and whine until I am done, let me make a spectacle of my fear, as I call out for anyone to hear.
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 1:51 AM UTC
A Toast to Anyone
*** Such a simple three letter word Can carry such a heavy meaning It can be your gender Man or woman isn’t simple enough You can be anything And that’s amazing But this is all *** I remember in 5th grade *** Education Class We sat blushing Listening to all the official crap We listened and heard But I couldn’t get it This was boring and weird This could not be *** The thing we weren’t saying This could not be that *** made me shiver *** was interesting This was mind-numbing So I asked in my innocence What about *** And she answered, all of this is *** What a lie. All of this was not *** This was the start of *** This was the blueprint scientific analysis *** is more. *** is that feeling That starts in your gut and spreads south *** is your palms sweaty Because that guy stood so close *** is a boy running his hand along your leg *** is a girl hiding to kiss you *** is every feeling you feel Everything that can take your breath away *** is all of that And if you live right *** is life Because life should take your breath away Life is a feeling All of that Life is the running the hiding Life is the situation Life is beautiful Life is ***
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 3:01 AM UTC
***
I think you were here for kindergarten We played soccer together in first Next year was the same I was weird and insane You stared to be good just not fast You stared to be cool, just not really I was best friends with the coolest girl I was weird but still cool I stared to grow up You stared to grow up Sophomore year we got to be close friends I was gone and I bloomed We kissed but I am scared to hurt you or me Cause I tend to
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Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 10:46 PM UTC
As far back as I remember...
You were my first best friend, And my first kiss. We played spin the bottle, Just us two. We built Lego castles together after. You were a stranger in a hotel, And my friends dared me. We kissed in the hot tub, Just for show. We didn't even know each others last names. You were my best friend's first love, And she was out of town. We did all most everything. Just never kissed because, We couldn't forget it was wrong. You were a friend still are. And I am not sure why, We kissed. Just that we didn't fit, and We shouldn't do it again You were a challenge to myself, And I think I really liked you. We spent winter snuggling and kissing, Just never speaking. We stopped but weren't finished. You were a rebound, And you held me above your head. We were locked in a room, Just it was only for fun. We parted ways and shook hands. You were bad news surrounded by smoke, And I loved it. We had more fun than anyone. Just I wasn't ready and you pushed me, We had different timing but perfect chemistry. You were the only other person there, And we had nothing better to do. We talked and waited, Just thinking about the moment. We had fun, I was your first redhead. You came back for a the second round, And I wanted you so bad. We had one hell of a night, Just there was someone else there. We made memories and I hope we do again. You are older than all the others, And not anywhere as good looking. We had time though, only Just a little. We lived the moment and I won't forget you. You were his best friend, And I was drunk. We kissed in the men's bathroom, Just I didn't want to. We stole glances but you have a girlfriend. You are beautiful and so unsure, And I wanted to help you, so We kissed on a sleepover. Just I think it didn't really help. We are friends that's all we learned.
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 1:30 AM UTC
My Twelve Labours
You were my first best friend, And my first kiss. We played spin the bottle, Just us two. We built Lego castles together after. You were a stranger in a hotel, And my friends dared me. We kissed in the hot tub, Just for show. We didn't even know each others last names. You were my best friend's first love, And she was out of town. We did all most everything. Just never kissed because, We couldn't forget it was wrong. You were a friend still are. And I am not sure why, We kissed. Just that we didn't fit, and We shouldn't do it again You were a challenge to myself, And I think I really liked you. We spent winter snuggling and kissing, Just never speaking. We stopped but weren't finished. You were a rebound, And you held me above your head. We were locked in a room, Just it was only for fun. We parted ways and shook hands. You were bad news surrounded by smoke, And I loved it. We had more fun than anyone. Just I wasn't ready and you pushed me, We had different timing but perfect chemistry. You were the only other person there, And we had nothing better to do. We talked and waited, Just thinking about the moment. We had fun, I was your first redhead. You came back for a the second round, And I wanted you so bad. We had one hell of a night, Just there was someone else there. We made memories and I hope we do again. You are older than all the others, And not anywhere as good looking. We had time though, only Just a little. We lived the moment and I won't forget you. You were his best friend, And I was drunk. We kissed in the men's bathroom, Just I didn't want to. We stole glances but you have a girlfriend. You are beautiful and so unsure, And I wanted to help you, so We kissed on a sleepover. Just I think it didn't really help. We are friends that's all we learned.
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I flew out of my mountain nest on great and powerful wings Over oceans so wide the sun would lose his way, and lands So strange the moon would forget her own name Until I alighted in a shore so far from my beginning it could have been another planet A land I had heard of in whispers and glimpsed in color, a place of stories and magic passed through and untainted by time Here I started again, learning the new sounds, flavors, and vibrations of those around me I am bird who has found the perfect tree and found a roost away from home Here I wait for new wind to bring me home but I wish it never arrives because the air here is so close to perfect.
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 10:57 AM UTC
India
Today I carved on the canvas of my body A landscape made of  cuts in a line Quick and uneven layers that set me free Warm hues of red against a white coastline There is no emotion in my composition I did not sculpt my flesh in anger or sorrow Solely in the beauty of all that I have done And a reminder of the nightmares I know In the dim light I found my muse, she stared At me from the mirror and shes not scared.
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC
Sculpture
The nearest star is four million light years away, the Epicenter is the start of every earthquake that change the world, and Satellites find thousands of galaxies with thousands of stars forming everyday. So when I think about the distance between you and me. I remember how you can always see the stars. My epicenter is wherever you are because everything I do began with you. I know that satellites would find the same thing happening in your mind. Science tells us that we all are made up of particles that once were stars. Sister, I think you have more stardust in you that anyone else. You are growing up in a time when no one believes in star dust anymore, so One thing you must remember that fairies and dragons in you mind are more real than the, Ugly truths of reality, so live every moment you can while you can.
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC
Star Sisters
There where never monsters in the closet or under my bed, the only monsters that I face are the ones that come at out in the dark with the soft voices in my head. The voices fight a battle between the past and the present, the fears of my past laughing as my future struggles to crawl towards the dim light just like an infant. But unlike the innocent infant I will never reach the prize unless I learn to face the shadows that claw my back carving scars that I must hide with layers of lies.
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 11:45 PM UTC
Monsters
Tingle in my palms, that flutter in my stomach I feel before I throw back my head as the warm comfort of your embrace fills my insides. All that was once clear is now blurred under your spell. My fingers can no longer grasp on the smooth fabric of reality. I fall into a clean tunnel surrounded by the screams of all my imperfections, self accusations. Stumbling down this corridor inside my mind I find the dark cobwebs that feel slippery to the touch. I hear my voice echoing from someplace far away, I hear my screams, my moans. I feel foreign hands across my shuttering chest. My fists bleed as I pound against this prison made of my bad choices and the warm blanket on my raw senses, that pulls me deeper in.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
*** and Coke Walls