ruesmusic - Hello Poetry

i want lavender beaches strawberry bubblegum willow-wood bed frames.. i want sweet summertime on crumbling tectonic plates with my burlap baby.. i want grapefruit pompoms painted on my cheeks telling stories in the fluorescence.. i want everything everysinglething everylittlefraction and that still won’t be enough.

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Dec 28, 2019

Dec 28, 2019 at 2:15 PM UTC

ruesmusic

iwanteverythingandthatstillwon’tbeenough

i want lavender beaches strawberry bubblegum willow-wood bed frames.. i want sweet summertime on crumbling tectonic plates with my burlap baby.. i want grapefruit pompoms painted on my cheeks telling stories in the fluorescence.. i want everything everysinglething everylittlefraction and that still won’t be enough.

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i’m not fragile i won’t break easily but your touch isn’t exactly weak either.

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Dec 20, 2019

Dec 20, 2019 at 8:40 PM UTC

ruesmusic

i’m not fragile but i’ll break

i’m not fragile i won’t break easily but your touch isn’t exactly weak either.

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i’ve got racing stripes war paint scars painted on my body. they don’t wipe away they don’t bleach out they don’t spell out my name. poetry begs to be written on them.. music begs to make them beautiful.. but all i want to do is to bury them. bury them further and further under my skin until an x-ray machine couldn’t even detect them. i don’t want to see them ever again. just let me get rid of these scars.

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Dec 19, 2019

Dec 19, 2019 at 3:14 PM UTC

ruesmusic

racing stripes

i’ve got racing stripes war paint scars painted on my body. they don’t wipe away they don’t bleach out they don’t spell out my name. poetry begs to be written on them.. music begs to make them beautiful.. but all i want to do is to bury them. bury them further and further under my skin until an x-ray machine couldn’t even detect them. i don’t want to see them ever again. just let me get rid of these scars.

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you always knew that i was scared of small spaces. you act like you don’t remember but you do i know you remember. you spit out the word “ claustrophobic ” like it’s the bitter end of cranberry juice leaving it stained on the bathroom tile. now all i can see in this dark house is everything you said i shouldn’t be afraid of. — like small spaces, like you — can i forgive you ? no should i forgive you ? maybe am i still afraid of you ? always

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Dec 18, 2019

Dec 18, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC

ruesmusic

claustrophobic

you always knew that i was scared of small spaces. you act like you don’t remember but you do i know you remember. you spit out the word “ claustrophobic ” like it’s the bitter end of cranberry juice leaving it stained on the bathroom tile. now all i can see in this dark house is everything you said i shouldn’t be afraid of. — like small spaces, like you — can i forgive you ? no should i forgive you ? maybe am i still afraid of you ? always

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i will dig myself out of this grave you made for me. i will dig up my very own bones my very own shreds of skin and come back from the dead. so be careful where you bury me.

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Dec 18, 2019

Dec 18, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC

ruesmusic

gravedigger

i will dig myself out of this grave you made for me. i will dig up my very own bones my very own shreds of skin and come back from the dead. so be careful where you bury me.

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