marie-k - Hello Poetry

It is funny how we run away from people who we don’t like. Just to run after other people, who don’t like us.

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Aug 4, 2013

Aug 4, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC

It is funny how we run away from people who we don’t like. Just to run after other people, who don’t like us.

We sat on the balcony drank a ****** good wine I became drunk we laughed hard and loud and later we went onto the streets to bars where I met D. and I drank even more so I wouldn't be able to recognize my own thoughts and I couldn't But somehow it slipped through the feeling the tiny, stupid feeling only for D. At home I vomited to get rid of the evening it was just another Friday night.

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Jul 31, 2013

Jul 31, 2013 at 4:31 PM UTC

Another Friday night

We sat on the balcony drank a ****** good wine I became drunk we laughed hard and loud and later we went onto the streets to bars where I met D. and I drank even more so I wouldn't be able to recognize my own thoughts and I couldn't But somehow it slipped through the feeling the tiny, stupid feeling only for D. At home I vomited to get rid of the evening it was just another Friday night.

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Now I am going to bite One sharp movement of the jaw and another by the teeth as they press down on Soft, butter like, chocolate and it is poured out into my mouth as the heat from my saliva makes the chocolate melt into a pool which fills the corners around my tongue and under the palate Until at last very slowly I sink

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Jul 31, 2013

Jul 31, 2013 at 2:30 PM UTC

Chocolate

Now I am going to bite One sharp movement of the jaw and another by the teeth as they press down on Soft, butter like, chocolate and it is poured out into my mouth as the heat from my saliva makes the chocolate melt into a pool which fills the corners around my tongue and under the palate Until at last very slowly I sink

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You are a star now and nobody knows who you really are but you are great, a miracle, pure gold Ohhh you love everybody But who are you? Take a drink, leave earth and die just for one night we are sinners in heaven We have cheated them and they don't even know They don't even know Can you imagine all this fame, so much love love for the unloved. Do you still keep in contact with those from old days God I don't hope so. We have golden business to do here, we have diamond roses to pick. When will it be enough, I don't know I don't know anything, did I die or am still alive, did he love me or did I he lie. As my mother did when she gave birth to me unspoken promises. I am star and nobody knows who I am, but I am golden and she dances like rain on the streets, for men in suits with money in pockets. Maybe tomorrow will be a time for babies, big houses and five persons cars, but give me another shot and I will throw it down, just give me another shot. A shot for the dumb and unloved for those who never made it

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Jul 24, 2013

Jul 24, 2013 at 7:11 PM UTC

Golden

You are a star now and nobody knows who you really are but you are great, a miracle, pure gold Ohhh you love everybody But who are you? Take a drink, leave earth and die just for one night we are sinners in heaven We have cheated them and they don't even know They don't even know Can you imagine all this fame, so much love love for the unloved. Do you still keep in contact with those from old days God I don't hope so. We have golden business to do here, we have diamond roses to pick. When will it be enough, I don't know I don't know anything, did I die or am still alive, did he love me or did I he lie. As my mother did when she gave birth to me unspoken promises. I am star and nobody knows who I am, but I am golden and she dances like rain on the streets, for men in suits with money in pockets. Maybe tomorrow will be a time for babies, big houses and five persons cars, but give me another shot and I will throw it down, just give me another shot. A shot for the dumb and unloved for those who never made it

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When I was child - this is a sentence often heard But when I was a child Yes when I was a child I thought - 'life is about dogs and four bedroom flats' then I became young and immature you can say it was my nature To believe life was kind as the sun burning you out of the blue Literally. So I became A D U L T - some sort of a disease full of an angry infection, eating heart and chest slowly consuming every inch of liberty and freedom I've ever felt Hey hey hey Where are you going now I asked myself I ask myself.

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Jul 24, 2013

Jul 24, 2013 at 4:54 PM UTC

Where are you going

When I was child - this is a sentence often heard But when I was a child Yes when I was a child I thought - 'life is about dogs and four bedroom flats' then I became young and immature you can say it was my nature To believe life was kind as the sun burning you out of the blue Literally. So I became A D U L T - some sort of a disease full of an angry infection, eating heart and chest slowly consuming every inch of liberty and freedom I've ever felt Hey hey hey Where are you going now I asked myself I ask myself.

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I have no talent. Just like wine So we have become best friends wine and I Some day everything will be good. I tell you that, my dear wine until then you must keep steady. Be still, hold on, follow me, down down down.

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Jul 22, 2013

Jul 22, 2013 at 6:10 PM UTC

Like wine

I have no talent. Just like wine So we have become best friends wine and I Some day everything will be good. I tell you that, my dear wine until then you must keep steady. Be still, hold on, follow me, down down down.

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Once I went to a graduation it was a nice one but a mother didn't come and a girl went to the graduation Alone it was a nice one but she was alone

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Jul 22, 2013

Jul 22, 2013 at 6:48 AM UTC

Age Fourteen

Once I went to a graduation it was a nice one but a mother didn't come and a girl went to the graduation Alone it was a nice one but she was alone

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You tell yourself 'I am so special' But you are not Let me make this clear to you; Stars and rocks collides There is snow on mountains Birds die in aircraft engines Feelings are a function in the brain Do you understand now? You tell yourself 'I am so special' But you are not Let me make this clear to you; Sartre knew about anxiety ****** killed millions of people (without touching them) I once knew a cat who killed a bird (by touching it) The sun makes life on earth possible. Do you understand now? You tell yourself 'I am so special' But you are not Let me make this clear to you; A human contains 5 litres of blood Fire is a chemical process 388.000 people drowns each year (more or less) I loved a boy who didn't love me Do you understand now

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Jul 22, 2013

Jul 22, 2013 at 6:47 AM UTC

A poem for humans

You tell yourself 'I am so special' But you are not Let me make this clear to you; Stars and rocks collides There is snow on mountains Birds die in aircraft engines Feelings are a function in the brain Do you understand now? You tell yourself 'I am so special' But you are not Let me make this clear to you; Sartre knew about anxiety ****** killed millions of people (without touching them) I once knew a cat who killed a bird (by touching it) The sun makes life on earth possible. Do you understand now? You tell yourself 'I am so special' But you are not Let me make this clear to you; A human contains 5 litres of blood Fire is a chemical process 388.000 people drowns each year (more or less) I loved a boy who didn't love me Do you understand now

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I want to see myself, as you see me Just to know how I came across I want to see myself as you see me Just to know if you felt anything at all I want to see myself as you see me Just to know who I was I want to see myself as you see me Just to understand.

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Jul 18, 2013

Jul 18, 2013 at 5:25 PM UTC

Understanding.

I want to see myself, as you see me Just to know how I came across I want to see myself as you see me Just to know if you felt anything at all I want to see myself as you see me Just to know who I was I want to see myself as you see me Just to understand.

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I don't think my white shirt ever matched your leather vest. Or that my clumsy attempts at showing emotions towards you, was a good idea. I don't know why I fell in love. Please don't ask. I feel pathetic as I weep these ridiculous tears and I beg my mind to leave you alone. But it wont. In fact it doesn't care about white shirts matching leather vests or hearts beating equally. I try to cut ever single thought about you away. But you see, I don't do cutting any more. Though I might be able to drown it or hang it - or make its stomach into a fire of pills and liquor. Yes I could make it stop by that. But it is pathetic as well. Self loathing is for the weak. I am not weak. I drink wine and do those drunken things, that makes the next morning awful. But I drink that wine good, and I smile and laugh with teeth and sound. Yet the fact is; I just don't match you good.

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Jul 18, 2013

Jul 18, 2013 at 5:18 PM UTC

Love for the unloved.

I don't think my white shirt ever matched your leather vest. Or that my clumsy attempts at showing emotions towards you, was a good idea. I don't know why I fell in love. Please don't ask. I feel pathetic as I weep these ridiculous tears and I beg my mind to leave you alone. But it wont. In fact it doesn't care about white shirts matching leather vests or hearts beating equally. I try to cut ever single thought about you away. But you see, I don't do cutting any more. Though I might be able to drown it or hang it - or make its stomach into a fire of pills and liquor. Yes I could make it stop by that. But it is pathetic as well. Self loathing is for the weak. I am not weak. I drink wine and do those drunken things, that makes the next morning awful. But I drink that wine good, and I smile and laugh with teeth and sound. Yet the fact is; I just don't match you good.

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