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Anticipation
Drugs. Hallucinations
Helter-Skelter
Sticky Situations
What's this life I'm living?
What should I do with it?
Breathe. Blow smoke
Time's going
My blood's flowing
But I'm bored, waiting
This **** isn't even the slightest bit
Entertaining
But it takes me away
Pushes the pain to another day
Numb.
Anticipating
and the best i could do
is stare from afar,
gaze at those obsidian eyes
and get lost inside it.

i want to push myself onto you
and spout a few words,
but my rusty tongue will never work
whenever i face a beauty like you

so i'll go back to staring at perfection
a beauty in its purest form
that it burns my very soul
You said “Sing me a lullaby so sweet,
That the dark will stay away from me
Because my eyes see things they don't want to see,
Help me”
So I started to tremble out a verse
But my words aren't lining up with yours
And the way we hurt is even worse without each other

So you get drunk
And I loose faith in your words
Written for a girl when you had nothing to hide,
And I cry
Cause I’m missing you and you're missing California but
It’s a long way back from Missouri

And as the sun falls dark behind the sea,
I feel your eyes steal another look at me,

I said “I’m looking for things I’ll never see,
Release me"
And how’d this summer air just get so cold?
And how’d this quiet girl just get so bold?
And how have I become something you can’t hold?

So I get drunk
And you loose faith in my melody
Written for a boy when I felt so much inside,
And you cry
Cause you're missing me and I'm missing Missouri
But it’s such a long way back from California
The** entire existence
of me
on this Earth,
wasn’t for you.

I think I’ve realized that.

It took me all of my
17 years to open my eyes.

I opened my heart to
the biggest Demon here.

You. -DDF
I love writing about heartbreak, I had mine broken at a young age. But I'm glad I have found the love of my life. This October will mark our five years together, and although he has tried to fix me, There always will be a crack in my demeanor.
My dream....

My dream is an elusive  mistress as I seem to consistently miss it
It's a constantly running wonderland rabbit
To be frank, I need to stop splitting hares about it
Anyway, I wanna become a skater, or sedated I'm not sure which.
Nah I'm just kidding I have a desire to command concrete
Either with inline blades or a four wheeled board,
Whichever I can pick up first
And whichever I can allow to inspire and enhance my verse

A skating poet huh? I like it
if your heart is hurting
give it to me
and i will carry it
with hands of love
and tenderness
until it is no longer sore

if your soul is lost
then let me find it
i will illuminate it
with my love
and the courage i have
to unceasingly give it

if your feet are tired
from running
rest here with me
and i will soothe you
with my love
and gentle kisses

if your mind is gone
from thinking
then let me fill it
with warm thoughts
and poetry
about the effects
of your ever-changing beauty

i will reach into the darkness
and pull you out
i'll make a home in your heart
and chase your demons out
i will sing you love songs
louder then the voices in your head
and you'll forget what it feels like
to wish you were dead
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