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shirley-temple
Italian I'm just a young adult searching for a way to stumble through my life coherently...
Paint a stop sign green and GO away, one way, says some arrow painted on the floor. You know its only another rule to break. Then paint this sign magenta, another cerulean. Just transform another street into a Crayola crayon box. Go three times the speed limit, stupid driver. Get a ticket. Get a life. Give me your ticket, but tell me its for the Train. Stomp on the "T" in train, and stop to kiss me in the rain. You're a weatherman now-- Flash Flood Alert!! Drown yourself. If you survive the trainwreck, at least. I'm still hungry, so I'll eat the "T" in hearT. Hear me out- and read my lips. Read the turquoise sign on my lips..oh wait, I ripped out your eyes. Oops. Too bad you don't know braille. I'll read it for you- it says "Dead End, Straight Ahead." You're STILL alive?? I've got an idea! GO paint the red light green, run into traffic, and count 1, 2, Splat.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:08 PM UTC
Stumble Flavored Lemonade
You're like a phosphorescent phish, swimming quickly through my brain Leaving trails of glitter to slowly filter through my veins I'd rather dream in black and white But you prefer the color blue So I'm stuck with aqua daydreams 'Cause all I dream about is you.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:07 PM UTC
Cerulean Dreams
I long for things that I cannot possibly express. I am like a blind girl, running headfirst down a hill, trying to see the light through wide but unseeing eyes. I'll run through the world, but I can't see whats right in front of me. I am like a deaf girl, sitting quietly with beautiful headphones on my ears. I can imagine what might be coming from them, but what do you imagine sound to seem like in unhearing ears? I am like a mute girl, reading black ink off the creamy pages of a book, but I can never speak them. Their tones fall flat and lifeless without a voice to say them. So the darkness and the silence press in on me and I fear I am unable to speak the key to my longing. Trapped by desire, I long for wondrous things.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:07 PM UTC
Want
She dances in the dark in slippers made of moonlight, Looking in the shadows for the fairies with twisted fingers And the beasts with gleaming white-bright teeth. She twirls in the eddies of thick, cold fog And soaks it all in like a blood stained rug; She weaves your whispers into trees like smoke, And stokes the fires of our dreams. Her black, empty eyes reflect no light, and her dance is dark and eerie. It flows like a dead man's corpse in the river, It sways like a noose hanging in a tree. You know this dance, yes, you do. She's the nightmare keeper. And she'll come for you.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:06 PM UTC
Nightmare Keeper
Come with me to the side of the moon Where midnight flowers bloom in the gloom The side of the moon where troubles melt away And we won't ever need the light of day We can lie in the shine of wishes unwished And breathe in the lies of people unkissed Come with me, I beg you dear I promise you'll have nothing to fear Except for all those spots between Where raindrops fall behind a subtle smoke screen Just ignore the lies I'm telling you, Please believe my falsehoods true... I'll make you come to my side of the moon And you'll follow me into the doom.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:05 PM UTC
My Side Is Full of Lies
A melody resides within your gaze Of sultry brown and subtle lighter streaks. It sings a song of heated summer days, With promises of love in warmer weeks. Your eyes met mine and I could not resist, The notes they sang were like a siren hymn. True; lips as sweet as yours I'd never kissed, This love did not come purely on a whim. But as time passed the warmth in them grew cold, Your melody turned quiet on its own. The distance made the song grow awfully old, And soon enough I found myself alone. As summer faded slowly into fall True love was lost; my siren lost his call.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:03 PM UTC
Sonnets Are For Squares
Lets break these chains like hyenas break bones. We're going to kiss before our lips even touch. We'll dance before we even hear the beat. We'll break before we even bend. We're going to wait for the echo before we even make a sound. So scream it all out before you take a deep breath, and set me free before you draw me in. I can't stay trapped forever, not even in your arms.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:02 PM UTC
Champagne High
I ripped out your insides from the outside, and I hung them out to dry. I tore your outside to spill your insides, and I stood and watched you cry. I fed you lies for every meal, and watched you eat them up. I watched as you grew sick and sicker, but even that was not enough. I heard you cry and laughed out loud, but you refused to see, That even though you told me "never," you did all this to me. You ripped me open and ate me up, as my cheeks kept getting wetter. I did to you what you did to me, Only..baby, I did it better.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 7:00 PM UTC
Saccharin-Sweet
If only reality had an off switch so I could fall backwards into my other normal counting 5 4 3 2 1 and I'm there.... I'd hold your hand tight, as we spiraled through the myriad of stars in a blanket of millions of colors. aurora after u n r e a l aurora, we'd float through reality on a blanket of velvety blues. Colors would (jump) like my heart does every time you hold me close. and this magical light switch would turn off reality so we could float along improbably, through light and time and matter and space until the old reality implodes.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 6:59 PM UTC
Switch
so tie me up and drop me over the edge of the cliff because I'm done with this I'm done I'm done I'm done push me over the stones that lie sharp and stab my feet til the blood runs thick and I know I'm still alive and I can dive into the ocean and stop dreaming about the stars that never shine in a city full of so much smog
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 6:58 PM UTC
Fighter