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A Happy PoetListen, I understand that being happy isn't all that artistic. / That loneliness, anger and self hatred are trendier / than being content.
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May 8, 2014
A LetterIn response to your letters, all together, / Your love forever kept in my drawers, pretty whispers on paper / In exchange for the pieces of your heart I keep in my room,
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Jun 19, 2011
BastardDon’t you fucking cry, don’t you dare fucking LOOK at me like that / Like the scared little love sick boy I know you are / Don’t you dare tell me I’m beautiful, STOP I don’t wanna hear it
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Nov 15, 2013
Creature of HabitI am a creature of habit / I keep thinking wowohwowohwowohwowohwow how things CHANGE man things have changed SO much it's amazing it's incredible unbelievable overwhelming unfathomable unable to have ever predicted that here we would be hugging outside of the ADC no longer with forced smiles from clenching teeth and wicked, glassy marbles for eyes / Yet here I am still pick-pick-picking at the skin on the side of my thumb
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Nov 15, 2013
DismayI walk down beaten paths toward a cross / Held defiantly against a brilliant blue sky / Kneeling beneath it buildings worn and weary, like the
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Jun 19, 2011
DoubtsYou make me feel worthless. / An old piece of jewelry once pretty / worn down by time with rust and familiarity
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Jan 4, 2012
First kissI’ve never been so lost in such a sweet, innocent kiss. / It was like the smell of the pale, pink petals / Blowing off the cherry blossom trees.
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Jan 5, 2012
FridayHe gave me the key to heaven on earth / He being the man in the orange jumpsuit with the dreds / Out on a patio smoking cigarettes, apathetic
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Jun 19, 2011
HandsI've always thought about making a photo series of only people's hands / And sometimes I think of my own hands at different stages of my life / In childhood - filthy, bitten fingernails
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Jan 5, 2021
I know what love isI know what love tastes like, I taste it when we kiss. / It tastes like melted honey on fever swollen lips. / I know what love looks like, I see it in your eyes.
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Jan 5, 2012
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