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 May 2019 Bummer
Emma Price
But you and I... we’re going places.
Will we go together?
~much love
 May 2019 Bummer
Lost in my Head
What a funny word it is
As if said by a child
Bringing back all I’ve lost
And the lives I’ve left behind
Man I’m stressed and sad and lonely Jesus **** man I’m not about it
 May 2019 Bummer
Scot
I look in the mirror and see
Wrinkles impressed upon me
Some from good and some for bad
I've earned each one, I'm not sad

Each wrinkle tells a story
Some glad some gory
So many ups and downs
Caused the smiles and frowns

I gaze the mirror and ask
Is this really me I take to task?
How did time fly by so fast?
My life is set in wrinkles cast

Upon my face, I wear my life
My sons and dearest wife
Some happened in the fire
Some took form because it was dire

I prefer the ones that came from smiles
A raised brow to see for miles
A ripple around my face pointed up
I wouldn’t remove a wrinkle, it's been my cup
 May 2019 Bummer
Simpleton
7w
 May 2019 Bummer
Simpleton
7w
I
still
talk
to
God
about
you.
 May 2019 Bummer
Anna Starr
bella
 May 2019 Bummer
Anna Starr
a girl in pursuit of books
yes, indeed a bit shy,
but, god, does she have the looks
to make all the boys cry

a chatterbox once you get to know her,
pulling words from the air
never thought she'd be able to stir
feelings i never thought were there

she made me sad, too
i wept for her mind, body, and soul
she never had a clue
of the heart that she stole

what once was mine
is now hers for the keeping
drowning myself in wine
i'm having trouble sleeping
 May 2019 Bummer
janelle
#143
 May 2019 Bummer
janelle
.            
             "you're killing me
               in that dress."

                                                        ­            
                                                    ­                            "then, die."
 May 2019 Bummer
Bella
Bitter-Sweet
 May 2019 Bummer
Bella
Ears bitten by bitter words.
Words that are said to be out of love.
Yet each time there’s more hate in each ear piercing syllable.
Love by will not by force.
Do not discredit another for mistakes.
The mastery of our kind is unheard of.
Flawed.
Imperfect.
Yet tame.
Controlled.
Merciless words fracture my heart.
Shall I return the favor?
Do my words eat at you?
Sour aren't they?
To me they're bitter-sweet.
 May 2019 Bummer
blackbiird
i wanna die. i wanna die.
i wanna die. i wanna die.
i wanna die. i wanna die.
but i can't seem to pull the trigger.
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