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Sadly, I've forgotten the melody
 Dec 2018 Shay Moore
Iska
Paper cut
 Dec 2018 Shay Moore
Iska
I feel as if I have paper skin
Fire for eyes and water
that swirls And sloshes inside.
And the water is rotting my moldy skin as it begins to douse the fire within.
 Dec 2018 Shay Moore
Amanda
Joy
 Dec 2018 Shay Moore
Amanda
Joy
In the early dew I see a world reflected
A living sphere of possibilities
And as a new days sun traverses the horizon
Joy is born within its gleams of golden red
Breathing in the crisp morning breezes
I watch the day warm. Another day has begun.
I let different boys touch me
Because I wanted to know
Even for a second
What it felt like to be loved
Even if the love was cheap
And it tasted like ***
Like the punchline to a joke
I never got because it was me

I let different boys have different parts of me
Parts they didn't deserve
But I offered up willingly because I couldn't give anything else
after you broke me
I was looking for different fingers
to place different pieces and hoping  the outcome
would be a masterpiece
Maybe one of them would find a way
to cover up the handprints you left all over me

I let different boys touch me because I had to prove to myself
you wouldn't be the only one
that these scars marking my body wouldn't define
my worth to be loved
I am not entirely sure  
you aren't the only one who could ever touch me without slightly  flinching

I let different boys touch me because that is all I have been taught
To be a joke
To be silent
To be ready to give until you have nothing left
- they keep leaving me and I am to scared to offer up anything more than my body to get them to stay
 Dec 2018 Shay Moore
Allen James
Death is waiting for me
downstairs in the car,

But I'm running late as always,
Old habits,
They die hard.
Staring at this opaque desk
I try to draw the visage of happiness
But instead I carve into the wood
Meaningless scribbles
And empty faces
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