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meggie-d
meggie-d
American "I am lionface / no sanchko panza / I'm riddled by you / I could've been better."
Seldom do we speak Over the hum of white noise, Soft melancholy.
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Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 3:50 PM UTC
Seldom.
The vibration of your Discontent sends Endless echos of unrealistic Expectations down my Spine; Permeance, Inevitable. Sunlight dances Gleefully, filtered on the back of my eyelids As my mannerisms Speak before my Mouth Can attempt to take control.
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Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
Fuse.
Silhouetted against a blank Wall, lips curving Dangerously; Be still, my tender Heart, your rapid palpitations will no Longer be rewarded. In Dreams your Existence thrives within my own, Five fingers wrapped Around Five fingers. Slowly we were twisting, devoid of Grace. Once you were in full bloom. A thousand repressed seeds, Little Whisps of hope sauntered effortlessly From your lips, released; I was the warm summer wind, tugging each Delightful murmur free, Languishing in The wealth, the weight of those promises, the scent Of a new beginning.. How soon it became Autumn, Your leaves tinged With brown Crumpling up, one By one. Those sweet seeds Quickly made a home within the belly Of a love ravenous Fool, dissolving as Steadfast as acid corrodes bone. Away, away.... You drifted purposely, Without purpose. Languidly, you attempted to brush away The words, the very sentiments That have stuck To my ribs, Like oatmeal. What lives within the Contoured ridges of your soul must be one hell Of a mess.
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
Tremor.
I just want to tell you To go **** yourself, but the Words tend to Linger, listless on my Wine-stained lips. Inner anguish seizes up upon the Distinct odor of Your ignorance, your Blatant disregard.. Stretching my Bones muscles rip Tenderly Against whispered pleas of Dependance, masquerading as Love.
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 1:49 AM UTC
Hostility.
Digestion slowly errods the Stagnant life Line, the pulse which Absorbs Blow upon, Blow upon, Blow upon..... Open your ******* mind, focus On that irresistable Smile & forget What lies beneath. Deception Rots the feeble skeleton Which languishes under Heavy skin. Carpe diem!
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 1:44 AM UTC
Tumultuous.
Sticks & stones may Break my bones, but your words... Your Words are nonexistent. Images Flutter, Nonessential to the plot of The present, inconsistent ramblings of Tomorrow. Your Teeth are bared, stained & brittle. Saliva Spurts & hangs in the balance between Reality & Whatever this is, this stagnant disbelief, this Coincidental segment Of emotion.
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 9:58 PM UTC
Realism.
Inner turmoil strangles bright Eyes, abruptly silencing quick breaths & rapid yearnings. As the Longing sets in, goosebumps Ripple across fair skin. Meek lyrics entrust soft winds; are you Still pacing the floorboards When no one is looking?
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 9:48 PM UTC
Long.
Flowers creek against the pressure from The wind, Subtle melody Erupting in a Brilliant burst of Melancholy. Seldom does the Breeze go Noticed. These bones Will soon begin To rust, laid Placidly atop the aching Blades of grass, soothed only By the Chanted promises of A bitter tongue Safely lodged within the moist mouth of Godless head Of Thick Tangled Hair. Abrupt reconciliation realigns The spine as the Soil remains ever Inviting.
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
Creek.
The words That slipped unguided, that flew Into you ears Unsupervised, that leapt outward from My teeth, flailing Unintentionally, Those words were Deeply rooted betwix the life I lead & The one I merely Dream of... Those words were Drunken Whispers that clung to My lips in an Increasingly ravenous fashion the More I carried on. brought on by scented winds; Their fragrance intoxicating Any sense of inhibition I once Possessed, labeling me Inadequate In my Present form.
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 10:42 PM UTC
Evolution.
First the chest, than the limbs; Feel it alllllll the way to your bones & back, til you're properly consumed. Nights spent with eyes peeled open, eyeballs clinging to the darkest of shadows, fingers twitching at descending cars.
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 4:18 PM UTC
Lurch.