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marisolmit
marisolmit
I'm not very nice (most times)
In a whole school day I only checked my email once To see if you thought of me You didn't But I didn't either In those hours from 8am to 4pm I was either too preoccupied Or I'm slowly breaking the habit Whatever it was I had my vexatious victory
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 7:18 PM UTC
"Checking for Mail..."
In a box In a dark room No exposure My heart Some piece of work Thieved His faltering fondness It rusts
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 1:46 AM UTC
Rusty
The air chills Shivers ensue Veil with a blanket A hot spell spikes Do away with the blanket
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
Sick
Your eyes will glisten When you cry Your voice will dwindle When you cry Your mind will have no human compliance When you cry But I will sit beside you And wonder why as well
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 12:54 AM UTC
Don't Fret
We all produce our own oil I don't need yours to supplement my complexion This colossal rock we live on has plenty of dirt I don't want to shake your hand Licking your lips all day I don't want one planted on my cheek Covering your beads of sweat with body spray No, you may not borrow my shirt Doing floor work all day Stay away from my face Have gratifying ideals in your head I really can't see you from a mile away
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 1:25 AM UTC
Gross Gross Gross
You're an ant from my view "I have so little to do" -Your brain Missing a basic level of common sense No wonder I'm heightened in every way How could I get over myself? I'm all the way up here
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
Grandiosity
These prospects hurt Like a tank on my chest Crush me Crush me Crush me
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
Down Spiral
I know I want to climb the air The emptiness would fill me up Because it would no longer be a void
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
Midnight Blue
I know you're on temporary stay Please make the silence go away Pull out of me a peal of laughter Now... tell me what to dream
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 1:36 AM UTC
Slippery
When we're little, we believe the place to go is up, up, and away We get a little older, and we want to know what's down there In the deep The beauties, or the beasts? One day we'll be adults Too tired to try and fly We'll just climb Working to the best of our abilities for a good reputation Polishing our shoes, straightening our ties And one day, it's all gone You wonder how it all could have happened so fast Well, at some point, you turned around And started rolling downhill Then you realize The best thing about all this is that the ride down never ends It's as infinite as space You see that everything can always be worst You can always fall a little deeper Which is why even the ones everyone call "freaks", are beautiful But this hill has nothing to do with actions Just thoughts It's why the famed have a spotlight They're in too deep Deep in greed they count their cash Only to waste it on yet another mask This is why I can't admire the rich Their power comes from what the masks of deception bring them They try to drag down those of us free from their evil gravity But we don't give in Hell, we win We don't just barely make it out with bruises and black eyes We dance away with grace To the top of the hill We don't dance to escape the monstrous underworld We dance to stick it to those that made us believe the surface wasn't beautiful
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 11:38 PM UTC
A Muscle Called "Art"