cameron-paige-brown - Hello Poetry

chiffon and cotton tap dancing breathable measures in plaid and plain air i'd rather taste bluberry buttermilk pie and not know that i'm alive than fill my nose with burning fumes of rising seawater and philosophies how foolish to know anything at all

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:57 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

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chiffon and cotton tap dancing breathable measures in plaid and plain air i'd rather taste bluberry buttermilk pie and not know that i'm alive than fill my nose with burning fumes of rising seawater and philosophies how foolish to know anything at all

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You cling to God like he will save you But he will only tuck you in to the bed you made of filth and sin

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

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You cling to God like he will save you But he will only tuck you in to the bed you made of filth and sin

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the stars are mangled with my breath i inhale and exhale dizziness

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:55 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

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the stars are mangled with my breath i inhale and exhale dizziness

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In the loss Do you grieve numbly Or with the weight of each day each year Each moment That was ripped from your clawed hands tight enough to spasm your muscles tight enough to leave your forearms aching tight enough to retract into your skin crescents in your palms but not tight enough to keep hold, not tight enough to save anything beloved do you grieve numbly

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:54 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

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In the loss Do you grieve numbly Or with the weight of each day each year Each moment That was ripped from your clawed hands tight enough to spasm your muscles tight enough to leave your forearms aching tight enough to retract into your skin crescents in your palms but not tight enough to keep hold, not tight enough to save anything beloved do you grieve numbly

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Anything you could give me, I already found on my own. I know you tried to call, But I was already halfway home Too out of touch to answer the phone

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

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Anything you could give me, I already found on my own. I know you tried to call, But I was already halfway home Too out of touch to answer the phone

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The siren sings her lullaby Pulls me by my hair I reach for the surface Kicking, screaming She drags me under Bleeding, Dreaming

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

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The siren sings her lullaby Pulls me by my hair I reach for the surface Kicking, screaming She drags me under Bleeding, Dreaming

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In bottles of Prada perfume, I am with you. In the symptoms in my body That will only confuse my mind, I am with you. In a shady grove littered with stones, I am with you. Sugar and Cola and never growing old, I am with you.

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:51 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

Luanne

In bottles of Prada perfume, I am with you. In the symptoms in my body That will only confuse my mind, I am with you. In a shady grove littered with stones, I am with you. Sugar and Cola and never growing old, I am with you.

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We're all wondering where we went wrong, Thumbing through our files And putting old records on. Did we spend too much time on the road? Are the lines we dread the ones we wrote? Would it have been easier if we had considered Growing old? No love is little, even if it was short lived.

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:49 AM UTC

cameron-paige-brown

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We're all wondering where we went wrong, Thumbing through our files And putting old records on. Did we spend too much time on the road? Are the lines we dread the ones we wrote? Would it have been easier if we had considered Growing old? No love is little, even if it was short lived.

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I can still remember the smell of your hair Juniper and cypress I loved you to death

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Jan 27, 2021

Jan 27, 2021 at 11:47 AM UTC