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I remember the rainy night I showed up on your door step begging for answers

It was 2 years later and I cried like it was yesterday

You invited me in and even though I hated you, in I walked

I remember feeling brave
I remember feeling broken, shattered
I remember how easily you brushed my tears off
But you acknowledged how **** I was
Such causality
And I wondered why you had asked me inside with no feeling of remorse.

I left shortly thereafter with fewer answers than I came with
I left with the feeling of regret all over again like a fresh coat of paint

But something happened that night
Somewhere between following you from room to room
Talking about insignificant memories
You reminded me that people move on
You reminded me how sometimes strength is a deep rooted pain, disguised.
And in that night I learned that I don't want your excuses after all
Even if you had any to give.
 Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
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Asylum white walls
Bear a single feather.
A work of art.

I am left all alone again.
Peace and tranquility.

Spoon feeding ******
That tastes more like maple syrup
And relief
Than anything I've ever known.
If only we were perfect
Flawless -
Like a photoshopped picture
That's been edited and re-edited by several fingers
Multiple eyes that make sure there's not one edge missed

Perfect like silk or satin
Flowing effortlessly off a womans back or drapery in a mansion that's only ever cleaned to remain inimitable

Flawless like the stars and the moon and the comments in the sky
Accepting wishes and listening to dreams

If only we were made to last

But nothing I know is made to last my dear, and we are but two truly imperfect individuals searching for the same fountain of youth like the rest

In all these years I have yet to encounter flawless in us - and regrettably it takes this to realize that we are not made for each other
I write poetry
as journal entries
since I am all out
of secrets to keep
after the birds
I talked to
flew off with
the very notion
of trust
and here I struggle
against the idea
of identity
 Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
Ofelia
I came to this lonely place to think of you
The memories flowed to my mind
Aching my heart, making it blue.
The pain made me blind.

But I still crave for you,
Desperately patting my surroundings
In the search of you,
Of the touch of your wings

The soft wings of yours
Were all that matters
To save my bleeding heart
From ripping itself apart
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 Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
Ofelia
We are weird creatures,
Made to stumble in our own feet.
Struggling to stay in our own path,
We float on dreams that will never be realised…

We **** each other and love each other.
We hope to feel something real,
And yet we hide our true feelings
Like the weird creatures we are.
Humans are weird
 Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
Amy
Your hazel  eyes spit blood from the heart
I can't begin nor can I start
Your crumbling shell began to crack
My outward signs of a panic attack
No longer will you take my soul
And I will not pay you in fool's gold
Your shattered mind I mourn the loss
And this I swear I can't bear to cross
Your coffee breath, your twitter intact
Your electric body made up what you lacked
******* eyes rolled into your head
As I tried in vain to get you to bed
You left me hanging high and dry
But the stains of tears can not lie
Your hazel eyes spit blood from the heart
I can't begin no I can not start
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