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Rockie Jul 2015
Oh look,
Dusty memory built on dusty memory,
Let's blow the dirt away,
Give the old generator a massive
KICK
Oh  look,
Let's oversee the images of happy children,
Ice-cream vans out to play,
And skip on over to the start
QUICK
Oh look,
Clown phobias and fear of frowning faces,
A teenage hand gripping teenage hand,
In case of imminent circus death,
Also, look here,
*DON'T GO ANY FURTHER.
NOT WORTH THE PAIN.
Rockie Jul 2015
I'm sorry, strong little guy
For all the pain and pressure

You see, it wasn't entirely me,
Wasn't all MY fault

It was all them,
Not me

Ok, that was a slight lie,
Please forgive me

I took things slightly more seriously
Than your blood pumping could ever do

You work my veins
Until they decay

The blood rotten and thick
It drools throughout my flesh

The pressure will take its toll one day
And you will not forgive me for it
I literally have no inspiration for something I'm trying to write. So-poem :)
  Jul 2015 Rockie
Prodigy
On one side there’s fear.
Fear that I’ll die alone
fear that I’ll fall
fear that I’ll fail.
On one side there’s hurt.
Hurt that I’m forgotten.
Hurt that you’re not.
Hurt that I’m ignored.
On one side there’s joy.
Joy at some praises.
Joy at kind words.
Joy I can’t enjoy.
On one side there’s frustration.
Frustration I can’t articulate.
Frustration I can’t fix.
Frustration I can’t escape.
And I’m all boxed in.
Rockie Jul 2015
When you're far from the fight
Everything will be ok

When the blood runs down your face
And your sights getting blurred
Look to the future
Because only that mind of yours
Can see
What you
Want to
Rockie Jul 2015
Sorry to bother but
Hey.
Remember me?
The one that acts nonchalant,
But feels like they're trying too hard.
How are you?
Fine.
**Don't reply.
I get it.
  Jul 2015 Rockie
LB Parker
Curiouser
And
Curiouser
I follow you
down
  down
    down
      Into the most
       Odd little world of
         Madness and magic
           Jubjub and Jabberwocky
              Red-painted white roses;
                 Such a beautiful adventure
                      I have only dreamt about.
                    Still I'm bothered by how,
                   Even in a place like this,
               You only think of the time.
            My dearest white rabbit,
         I would truly hate to see
     All of Wonderland
  go and
pass
you
by.
With love, kelsey
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