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  Jul 2015 Maddie
D
Give me the words to fuel the fire
burning in my gut
It's growing stronger with every addition,
every insult, every cut
It's catching my blood a ablaze,
I feel my body burning up
Give me the words to fuel the fire,
I haven't had enough
I'll burn myself out, like a candle left over night
  Jul 2015 Maddie
raine cooper
i wanted to tell you i loved you,
but the butterflies in my stomach swarmed my throat, and all the words got caught in their wings
©rainecooper
So happy this was picked for the daily! Thank you all so much for your kind words and support of my writing. I appreciate it, truly.
  Jul 2015 Maddie
NV
YEAR 3085*

TALK IS EXPENSIVE;
THE RICH HAVE BOUGHT THE FREEDOM OF SPEECH,
OPINIONS ARE CRIMES,
*MIDDLE CLASS FOLK CAN'T AFFORD
4 LETTER WORDS.
  Jul 2015 Maddie
littlebrush
A head is broken– not a heart–
Its the cracks on a skull;
they are the kaleidoscope,
the lacrimonious inspiration–
that draws, on our chests,
the darts.
A twisted perception can make us see problems where there are none.
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