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He has the knife to his neck.
He drags the blade across.
He doesn't feel pain.
Or that's his claim.
He feels the red liquid roll down. It pours all over the floor.
He makes another slice.
He can't take it anymore.
He hears the angel dying.
He feels the demon rising.
He slowly melts to the floor.
Not wanting life anymore.
He closes his eyes and sighs a heavy breath.
And has a calm, quiet death.
Row Row Row your boat.
Down the ****** rushing stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life was your pathetic dream.
My friend told me he found the one.
She is everything he wants in a girl.
He said she was his soulmate and they gave each other a ring as a deal.
I shook my head with a sigh. Sorry buddy, I remember that feel.
But then I remembered, true love isn't real.
She's my beginning, she will be my end.
For she is the one and only one for me, my brokenheart will mend.
She's beautiful in more ways than one, she my special little someone.
But, sadly, a witch has come to tear us apart.
I don't want us to go down badly.
So I am here to the grave to dig.
though the witch that is trying to tear us apart is as fake as Donald Trump's wig.
The one I love is being forced to leave again, but I love her so much, I will wait forever if I must. I swear, wherever she is in the world, i will find her, and I will fall in love all over again, and we will be together again.
Of all the art in the world
Nothing compared to you
I sold my soul looking for the paints you used
Yet in the end it was just as well
I was nothing but charcoal whereas you were pastel
They said
Feelings do not matter
But facts do
What if it is fact
The way I feel
For you?

What new Hell
Have I
gotten myself into?
Making up my mind. Not always as easy as it sounds. Am i right?
 Feb 2019 Summer Shellhamer
KM
You think you have the upper hand?
Ha! I say to you, good sir
Ha I say, you delusional fool

Bring it on
Your hurtful words
The hidden threat behind the syllables

Careful what I wish for?
Nay, if I actually get what I wished for
Then you would be a man

You would treat her with respect
With dignity and honor
But it is a failed wish on you

So go ahead
Do your worse
Just try to reach me up here
 Feb 2019 Summer Shellhamer
KM
I can kiss you
but ****** if you kiss me first
****** if you even show for a second
that you want me like i want you

I reach for your hand
but ****** if you grab mine first

I love running my fingers through your hair
but ****** if you brush your fingers through my hair

You're so handsome
but ****** if you tell me i'm beautiful

i need you sometimes
but ****** if you let me know you want me

my fingers can ghost over your skin
but ****** if you touch me at all

i can kiss every inch of you
but ****** if you kiss my forehead

i always listen to your troubles
but ****** if you lay a comforting hand on me

i turn to you for support
but ****** if you rest your head on my shoulder

i love sleeping next to you
barely enough space between us
but ****** if you want to cuddle with me

i know that you want everything that i do
but ****** if you will ever admit it
You act so kind and caring
But you’re really quite cruel and daring
You push the limits of life
And play with the edge of the knife
I was merely a pawn in your game
You made me fall for your name
But were you the man I grew to know?
Looking now at your face, I don’t think so
folding flaking flying
flowers
floating fleeing
fast

posing petals
poised
painting paths upon the grass

curdling colour constantly
magical myriad mingle
matching mosaics majestically  
a vibrant vivid
marvel
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