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s-s-c
F a tad sardonic with a touch of despondency
when i was a child my father never checked the closet i never asked him too i knew what was hiding there the secrecy and the skeletons i lay to rest i kept it shut tightly locked and sealed like my mouth never open long enough for anyone to know what was going on inside not even a locksmith could pry open my closet doors
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Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 3:18 AM UTC
my closet doors pt2
my body is your canvas lather lavender bites along my collar leave lilac and imprints upon on my legs press your lips to mine and leave me blind your love is artwork
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Nov 8, 2019
Nov 8, 2019 at 11:31 PM UTC
canvas
closed doors no sense of light put your hand on mine when cracks form color will pour through your head on my shoulder a foot more or two making out shapes you kiss me and the door breaks
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Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 4:30 PM UTC
my closet doors
the weight of mortality is tiring i want to tear it from my veins bleeding silver and gold till i can feel something again i want to carve my name into my own heart be on the ivory pillars of history maybe one day they'll chant my name or paint me into the constellations and name galaxies after me i, too, shall be eternal
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 3:18 PM UTC
call out my name
in back alley ways and missed phone calls i let the world know i couldn't stay i waved goodbye to the front door as i walked to the end of the world i gave my body permission to decay and gifted my soul to the north i took a bite out of the sea and rejoiced it overlayed the acrid taste the pills left in my mouth i layed down to take my bow and woke up in the same place and i don't know why i woke up.
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 7:47 PM UTC
fever dreams
girl, with an accent of blood a foreign tongue vowels that sound of metal clashing warrior, with fire flowing through her veins armor for skin feet that crush the earth beneath her immortal, with electricity streaks through her hair iron filled lungs each breath invitingly toxic princess, with lips of silk a voice cut from steel thunder and war in her bones heroine, with a grin made for battle eyes speckled in ash striding, powerful into the arms of death.
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 7:45 PM UTC
perhaps, she's the one.
i am... A-bstractly addicted to absolute abuse B-y basketcase boys with nothing better to be C-autious when I caught chaos D-riving me delutional day by day E-ven when everyone echoed into my ear **** this familiar fatal feeling G-oing after guilty guys H-ardly having healthy habits I-njuring my inner innocence J-ustifying jaded ********* K-indly killing all L-ackluster lovers so they dont M-ention me making mistakes N-ever not nervous O-ver obsolete oblivion P-inky promising people to stay Q-uietly questioning my R-eason to resolve all emoitions ripping right from my S-tomach snaking their way to satisfaction T-hrough tounges I never even wanted to taste U-nable to grasp unhappiness V-isiously turning up the volume W-aiting for any kind of wasted warmth X-eric eyes Y-et again teary Z-oning through endless time until i'm right back where i started...
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 2:09 AM UTC
nothing feels quite like you
don't look forward don't look behind don't dwell on things and don't be blind stop to think but don't get stuck in your mind use necessary force but don't become unrefined find a route but make sure you are not confined know your limits so you don't find yourself disinclined don't blame yourself especially if you find yourself inevitably intertwined and most of all find time to unwind
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Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 4:03 PM UTC
do's and don'ts
one single letter that may crush your fragile heart though sent with such ease the receiver falls apart
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 2:10 PM UTC
''k''
they say a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down so we bought my mom some cookies to help the shots of morphine slide down her throat they say pain is never permanent so we all and hope and pray that she'll go in peace they say we should live in the moment so we all sit around her bed and laugh hoping we'll make a better memory than the last they say it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all but every time i watch her struggle to breathe i think it would've been easier if i had never loved her at all then i think losing her wouldn't be as hard
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May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 2:31 PM UTC
cliches are a lie pt.2