rosemarried - Hello Poetry

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell of the flower blossoms that crown her hair and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight ***** and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with ***** water and ***** up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I loved you and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

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Apr 13, 2015

Apr 13, 2015 at 1:03 AM UTC

You'll Remember

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell of the flower blossoms that crown her hair and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight ***** and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with ***** water and ***** up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I loved you and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

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Sunlight melts through my window, golden ribbons reaching out to the floor. I sit up, shifting my covers. I close my eyes for a moment, and then look down at lines that paint my hands. I clench my fists, and take a deep breath. There is a crooked pain in my back, and a small knot in my neck. I stretch, and then continue to yawn, before I look out my window again, and stare. How many miles away are you? Are you waking up now too? Do you still love me, this new day?

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Nov 23, 2014

Nov 23, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC

Questioning

Sunlight melts through my window, golden ribbons reaching out to the floor. I sit up, shifting my covers. I close my eyes for a moment, and then look down at lines that paint my hands. I clench my fists, and take a deep breath. There is a crooked pain in my back, and a small knot in my neck. I stretch, and then continue to yawn, before I look out my window again, and stare. How many miles away are you? Are you waking up now too? Do you still love me, this new day?

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I raise my horn the the stand, and scream at the people that sit and stare. I hold back my breaths, and I try not to care About the wind that fingers and tugs at my hair. The crowds cheer and cry, and I hold my bell high, as I step back one, two, three-four-five We're running out of time. I end the note, and bring the bell down, My feet steady and balanced on the ground, And suddenly, the field is void of sound. People are quiet, for a moment, before they all begin to stand And they all cheer for our large, amazing band I halt my row with a wave of my hand. We gather up, straight faced, and proud I glance forward, to look for my folk amongst the crowd But all I see is an ocean of strangers to enshroud

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 5:45 PM UTC

Mark time, Hut!

I raise my horn the the stand, and scream at the people that sit and stare. I hold back my breaths, and I try not to care About the wind that fingers and tugs at my hair. The crowds cheer and cry, and I hold my bell high, as I step back one, two, three-four-five We're running out of time. I end the note, and bring the bell down, My feet steady and balanced on the ground, And suddenly, the field is void of sound. People are quiet, for a moment, before they all begin to stand And they all cheer for our large, amazing band I halt my row with a wave of my hand. We gather up, straight faced, and proud I glance forward, to look for my folk amongst the crowd But all I see is an ocean of strangers to enshroud

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"We are so disappointed in you." I know. "Can't you be more like your brothers?" I can't. "You are such an ungrateful child." I'm sorry. "Stop crying, get over it." Yes Ma'am. "You don't deserve what you have." Yes Sir.

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC

From The Perspective of Silence

"We are so disappointed in you." I know. "Can't you be more like your brothers?" I can't. "You are such an ungrateful child." I'm sorry. "Stop crying, get over it." Yes Ma'am. "You don't deserve what you have." Yes Sir.

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Your feelings drag from your lips as you cry, just like the smoke that dragged from his cigarette

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC

Bad End

Your feelings drag from your lips as you cry, just like the smoke that dragged from his cigarette

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I’m being eaten alive Influenced by the hating The fatigue deep inside Has carried into my eyes And the weight intensifies These breaths are wearing thin Shadows are amplified beneath my lashes My thoughts come in rapid flashes I look to my window, marked with rain's heavy dashes The clouds are like my kin.

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 1:17 AM UTC

-Dusty-

I’m being eaten alive Influenced by the hating The fatigue deep inside Has carried into my eyes And the weight intensifies These breaths are wearing thin Shadows are amplified beneath my lashes My thoughts come in rapid flashes I look to my window, marked with rain's heavy dashes The clouds are like my kin.

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When you speak of her name, those astringent vowels that melt across your tongue, I feel green-eyed. I want to spit venom, I want to sink my teeth into something fragile. When you deny her blame, those things she claims and assumes, I feel ill. I bite my tongue and clench my fists. When you ask me if I'm fine, I feel ashamed. I shrug it off, but my thought slam and howl. I'm worried.

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 1:12 AM UTC

jeal·ous

When you speak of her name, those astringent vowels that melt across your tongue, I feel green-eyed. I want to spit venom, I want to sink my teeth into something fragile. When you deny her blame, those things she claims and assumes, I feel ill. I bite my tongue and clench my fists. When you ask me if I'm fine, I feel ashamed. I shrug it off, but my thought slam and howl. I'm worried.

12

A stirring of crows erupt from my chest, as lean back carefully to make it easier on my weary bones. there is nothing to stop their storm, their laughter as they climb up into the clouds I stare at them, at an achromatic world and they stare back at my cadaverous figure, lying in the grass.

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 1:04 AM UTC

Anesthetize

A stirring of crows erupt from my chest, as lean back carefully to make it easier on my weary bones. there is nothing to stop their storm, their laughter as they climb up into the clouds I stare at them, at an achromatic world and they stare back at my cadaverous figure, lying in the grass.

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