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jordan-molina
jordan-molina
Some day I am gonna walk out of here free
I have spent the last 3 years trying to understand 1095 days worth of questions Like how you can still claim you love him? How you can claim you just want his happiness? When you're the reason it's gone I blamed myself for a while Thinking I caused this riff That I broke your family apart Since I wasn't the girl you really wanted him to marry And I wanted to be that girl so badly I wanted your acceptance and love For you to call me your daughter in law Or to congratulate us when he proposed But you came at me with hate and bitters Because to you I just won't ever be enough This hung in my heart so heavy That my love for your son could ruin your life How could you let your feelings for me let you hate him? And if you ask him you always have From the moment he was born Even he wasn't even enough for you So 1095 days later I'm starting to realize Any other mother would love a women Who's seen the absolute worst in her child And still stands by his side Any other mother wouldn't be able to go 3 entire ******* years Without saying she was sorry That she was wrong. I hope one day all that hate in your heart fades away That you'll throw away your pride and love your oldest son And his wife That you'll appreciate how great our life without you had been And how much you've cost yourself.
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 7:28 PM UTC
1095 days
I didn't really drink Not until you Until the vacancy of a life I'll never know appeared I chase the sunset drenched in tequila Hoping maybe I can wake up and you never existed And I never made any choices I gave you away to freedom I gave you absolutely no pain At least you'll never grow up and hate me I'll wonder if you would have loved the dogs If any of them would have claimed you as theirs If you would have looked like me or him If you would have liked Scooby-Doo as much as I did But I don't regret And I don't often dwell On you and the person you could have been Or who I would have became
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
Wondering
I don't know what happened to be honest Maybe it was the first time I'd driven by there alone Or I just felt the wave of nostalgia grip me just right and drag me with it I couldn't even remember which apartment was yours Because even though I'd held you in my heart since I was Twelve We never really discovered magic Not enough for me to remember directions anyway But I pulled into a lot that looked somewhat like yours and stared up to the balcony on the third floor Remembering bright orange hair Me pretending to be drunk Fireworks and getting you to count down with me To a new year that you wouldn't be a part of When I saw no lights And no you smoking a clove cigarette I got back into my car and sped off Thinking if I drove by your job maybe you'd be walking home like you always did That I could offer a ride That I could offer an explanation as to why I was gone When I retrace my steps with you I still don't know where to go It's like they didn't belong to us, like I was a place holder And I think about seven years and no understanding That on valentines day all I ever wanted was a stupid box of candy Or a note about how much I meant to you Seven years was a long time in my life Filled with honey brown eyes, freckles, loose curly golden hair Many late night walks in our old neighborhood Lunches spent in the library reading and sleeping One date to get sushi, one night sleeping in your arms So many debates I could't even count And the first time my bitter heart felt love But I drive home instead Remembering why I just hung up when you yelled that I cheated on you Letting you break up with me and never uttering goodbye Why I spent the last few months as yours Daydreaming about him When I retrace my steps there is no sign of you I'm starting to realize it's better that way.
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
When I retrace my steps
I don't know what happened to be honest Maybe it was the first time I'd driven by there alone Or I just felt the wave of nostalgia grip me just right and drag me with it I couldn't even remember which apartment was yours Because even though I'd held you in my heart since I was Twelve We never really discovered magic Not enough for me to remember directions anyway But I pulled into a lot that looked somewhat like yours and stared up to the balcony on the third floor Remembering bright orange hair Me pretending to be drunk Fireworks and getting you to count down with me To a new year that you wouldn't be a part of When I saw no lights And no you smoking a clove cigarette I got back into my car and sped off Thinking if I drove by your job maybe you'd be walking home like you always did That I could offer a ride That I could offer an explanation as to why I was gone When I retrace my steps with you I still don't know where to go It's like they didn't belong to us, like I was a place holder And I think about seven years and no understanding That on valentines day all I ever wanted was a stupid box of candy Or a note about how much I meant to you Seven years was a long time in my life Filled with honey brown eyes, freckles, loose curly golden hair Many late night walks in our old neighborhood Lunches spent in the library reading and sleeping One date to get sushi, one night sleeping in your arms So many debates I could't even count And the first time my bitter heart felt love But I drive home instead Remembering why I just hung up when you yelled that I cheated on you Letting you break up with me and never uttering goodbye Why I spent the last few months as yours Daydreaming about him When I retrace my steps there is no sign of you I'm starting to realize it's better that way.
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It's a hole This I am sure of It leads down to the place where the sun never comes out Where I'm sitting on a sewer drain My hair in knots upon my head My crown of ignorance I shouldn't allow myself to make that trip But I do almost daily I see in the 20/20 vision I most certainly do not have My heart ripping at the seams in slow motion The way I shudder with every drag of the cigarette A blank expression waiting for a sign that never came I figure one day I'll be strong enough to fill this hole with concrete Watch it harden and not dig it back up But I truthfully never made emends for the reasons it got so far Years later I don't see how I could I mean how many people would listen in the first place? So many nights I go down the hole Chipping away at the foundation, Watching it grow in size every time I always imagine it will be different As far as I know there's been no luck I fear there never will be.
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
My Hole
For all the hateful glares I ever received On the topic of who I kissed the day before I always knew deep down inside I was begging for it I never could learn how to say no to any type of attention Especially that of those who had once been mine I remember the first time I realized this Feeling so satisfied with my wicked ways I thought this was exactly who I had been chosen to be The stares got longer as the years went on And I was left wondering more than once If they even knew the type of men they had "Loved" And how they promised me so much Or if it was just an empty gesture that meant nothing It haunted me for years, leaving a burning in my chest I had done it for pride and for revenge Even once for the overwhelming feeling of regret But I never learned how to believe I was enough We say so much is different now but if you left tomorrow And still came home for a little cold comfort I would pathetically fall right into your arms And the title I see most fit
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 1:35 AM UTC
The other woman
I remember being 10 Looking down at myself no one could ever love this body I remember beating myself up Nothing close to perfect I remember being 14 Dressing like a boy to hide my body Looking down at my body Stretch marks and rolls no one will ever love this body So how could I begin to be perfect? But this morning as I was leaving You wrapped your arms around me Kneeling down you kissed me on the stomach Felt my stretch marks Kissed my rolls I looked down to a man who loves me For everything I am To you I am perfect And that was all the strength I ever needed
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC
Perfect
"Do you trust me?" Why not? I had nothing to loose Just myself, technically So I strapped in Do you know how it feels to dance for years? I twirled in circles around my feelings for you Love is what I called it To be honest I don't even know when it became love But when our lips fell upon one another for the first time I felt the magic poets bleed for I was stupid when it came to you I let you kiss me in closets at school Touch me in front of all our friends I let you take my virginity because you made me laugh And I didn't expect you to stay I remember just asking you to pretend To just lay there with me and not ruin what every girl dreams of I guess in my own ****** up way this is what I dreamed up Two unstable kids who desperately needed each other And the horrible story of their first year together I didn't trust you I fear you one day reading this and knowing that But let the sting fade away when you realize we are not those people One year ago you held me knife to my throat "Do you trust me?" No.
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 2:39 AM UTC
Do you trust me?