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lexiberi
blue eyes Brown eyes said, " I want you, and I want you dead" while blue eyes looked at the sky, and didn't say a word
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 8:07 PM UTC
Eyes
Fall in love with a writer You’ll live forever Scrawls of all consuming love Scattered around the house The way your eyebrows furrow when you think The way your hands always seem to find mine Written in ink and pen, Ink and pen Desire inscribed in stone for all of time Pour toujours
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 1:34 AM UTC
Fall in love with a writer
A 3 piece harmony line Except I don’t feel so harmonious To love two Is a delicate obsession One always getting left behind Unequal distribution of affection A high and a lower note robust with perfection Them me, a c sharp Rings out, alone and stark
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
A 3 piece harmony line
Unsweetened Just the way I like it The bitter taste of your mouth keeps me from going sour A negative comment every hour Keeps me grounded Stops my idle mind from making mistakes My eyes open and I see you’re already awake Eyes calculating, worried but sane Unlike mine, only thinking with my left brain You thinking with your right Made up perfectly to balance each other out
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 10:17 PM UTC
unsweetened
The last time I saw you, you were living off the moon and over ripe peaches The last time I saw you, the mountains echoed and the northern lights spelled out our names The last time I saw you, our hands were full of each other The last time I saw you, I watered your dying flowers The last time I saw you, I knew it would be our last
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC
the last time i saw you
Loving you is like wrestling with the horns of a bull A modern Hercules and Achelous love story Sneaking up behind me and grabbing my neck Bruises scattered across my body by your rough hands All apologies, no action A chain reaction of mistreatment Always coming back to me, begging for more Then hostility Without showing responsibility
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 7:12 PM UTC
A modern love story
Eat You are not an animal carcass You are more than your bones Flesh shall not rot of your being You are soil Bountiful and nutrient Meant to sustain life Grow Grow violets in your belly making you full swell and fill like a tide you expand and then shrink but you are a garden grow
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
Eat
It’s a sun soaked feeling Being raveled in love Cloaked in speals of affection Being held in my murmurous hands Being in love or in lust? The fervor for the feel of your skin Enticing From affection to desire In a heartbeat You make me OCD I try to kiss you once But have to do it twice to make it even
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
Sun Soaked
I pour myself another absinthe And I can’t help but think Your ashes are not the fine dust I imagined My first love, my last love My longest My shortest I will not bury you in the earth where your mother most desires you You will become part of the heavy wood Buried beside my roses Red as the blood that sang through your veins will be those petals that fell to the ground Strong stems growing up like the bones you so much relied on A classic flora, a heady scent I take you home for your roots to take flight But first, in the dawns early light I pour myself another drink and wait
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
At home at last