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 Sep 2013 thinklef
Megan Grace
Dear,
 Sep 2013 thinklef
Megan Grace
all my poems have stopped
sounding like poems and
just read like I'm trying to
write you the same letter
in eighty different ways.
 Sep 2013 thinklef
Lysander Gray
We are the golden crowd, 
You know our **** don't smell 
Our every touch is
Midas's defeat.

Our simple breed 
Spins for coin
Our cold desire 
Plays the rat pack for chumps.

We agree
We are the golden crowd.

Do you feel the weight of our crowns?
We do, when we awaken,
Before we notice
The silk pillow. 

Your patent wolf claws
Curl round seductions globe .
 
We are the golden crowd 
You are the silver ambassadors
Of this gilded tomorrow
We are the golden crowd.

Don't you forget that.
Do you know that girl?
That girl with the crinkly-eye smiles
And laughter coming out of her mouth.
Just being with her might make you think,
Her life is so easy.
Shes got good grades,
Poise and grace,
Friends who love her,
And a strong faith.

But honestly,
You dont know her.
You dont know.
And you just might be surprised
What her life's really like.
When she takes her mask off.
There is a lot to tell
 Sep 2013 thinklef
Wynterz Phyer
Key and a Lock*

do you need me to go....?

well i never told you that i was going to leave
now you're stuck here face to face with me

tonight is the night that you suffer from all the
time it took me to recover. just a face i thought
i knew that became my new lover.

what have i been trying to accomplish?
things get blurry.

you told me you loved me
you told me you need me
you told me that you would never ever leave me

.. well what happened?

now you're stuck here to face the pain
that i kept locked deep inside my chest
in a box with a lock that only you held
the key to.

but where did it go? it was swallowed when
you took him to the room and you locked the door

now this box is here forever to stay
like you stuck deep in this game
i thought it was only you that could
save me from this pain.
but it was you
who enforced
the remourse
on this recourse
to shape a new key

..then maybe that box could be unlocked.



..well i was wrong.


you told me you loved me
you told me you need me
you told me that you would never ever leave me

now you can just sit back and watch
as i toss every photo that we ever took
into an ever lasting flame that will burn
each and every corner of those false
memories.

do you want me gone?

you're bound to this case
you wanted to fame
you came with a chain and wrapped it around my heart
the continuous tug that constricts my heart a little more
with each and every lie your lips told

well tonight is the night that this chain
breaks and i wont have to worry about unlocking the box
to release the pain that has been stored for decades

... was this not really happening?

or was this a way my mind was trying to help me cope
with the pain.

i still wont have to worry about finding a new key
because i already had it.

i look down only to find a few pills in my hand.

no one was here
no one to shape a new key
no one to even try and break the lock
but more importantly you weren't here.

there is only one way to break that lock
what have i left to hold.

i didnt't leave a note,
the door was unlocked.
 Sep 2013 thinklef
a m a n d a
i'll speak of
the f a l l
   if i must.
i can get on board
  with
crispness...
  beautiful
warm shades
   of orange, red,
and yellow.
i can even
   appreciate a
new sweater,
  the feel of my
my skin being
covered instead
   of revealed.

i will not
speak
   of the winter

every year
i ask myself
    if i will make it
through this winter
all year i feel
it retreating and
gaining on me
the gloom of the
   sunless sky
the dead
   s n o w l e s s
ground
  void of color,
life.
    frigid cold
treacherous roads
miserable gloom
   sun
   sun
   sun
where have you gone?
i have no love
   for the cold
i am a daughter of sol

i will even
  speak of the spring
if i must
     it is nice
hearing the birds
  seeing new blooms
but i want
to be in the g r i p
of the sun
blazing glory
of luminous rays
   summer
is my home

so do not
ask me to speak
of the coming
winter
because i will not.
i will not speak
of the pressing anxiety
my secret murmurings
to the sun
to make an
exception
and remain
triumphant in the
sky for me.

no.
of the winter
i will not speak.
 Sep 2013 thinklef
Evynne
You feel love in your heart
And you think you know things
That you know the world you are presented with
Through your eyes
And your body
But you can never be absolutely positive
Of anything really

Height of the day
Just as the sun is at its highest peak
Your mind buzzing
Time wanting to escape

Your body tingles
It feels as though every beautiful thing is beaming inside of you
And you think about the way people really look at night
Honest and vulnerable
You can see it in their face
Thoughts and words feel warm on your lips
Your heart always discreetly longing for that certain person
And that one special place

Then there are the deep mornings
Your head still heavy with dreams and sleep
Your body notices the beauty of the sun peaking through the shades on the window
Making small, abstract shapes on the surface of your skin
With the moon out of sight
Though not fully lost
It reminds you of the goodness of the universe
And how you love it when it kisses your forehead and holds your hand
As you murmur sweet compliments to it in a sublime and hushed voice
Your soul smiles and thoughts feel different

You contemplate your reality as you write rapidly
It is completely quiet
And your existence feels light
As you remind yourself about the forever kisses
That you not only need
But that will accompany you
On the continuance of your days
About the many hands held
And the warm and welcoming embrace of your bed
And lover's arms

This is a promise
You will continue to feel loved
No more miserable days lost feeling sad
You will continue to be loved
Days will be spent feeling whole and beautiful
This is a promise
That will be kept
Day in
And day out
 Sep 2013 thinklef
g clair
Jerry said today he wants to stay with you
well you can't believe what comes out of his mouth
Jerry doesn't know which way his head is to
more than likely Jerry's head is pointing south.

Jerry said someday he's gonna marry you
but he hesitates to take you on a date
Jerry says no movies that he wants to see
and diner food you get is not that great.

Jerry says
Jerry says
I don't care what Jerry says
Jerry is
what he does
if you listen to the buzz
Jerry has
been a spaz
though he's cute and all that jazz
let's see Honey put his money where his mouth is.

Jerry said he's saving for his future
and likes to hear you're saving for yourself
and though your father wouldn't say Jerry's a moocher
he's watching Jerry's actions for himself.

Jerry said tonight he's working overtime
and he won't coming home, so go to bed
Jerry says you'd better pull your weight, my dear
or expect Cubic Zirconia instead.

Jerry says
Jerry says
I don't care what Jerry says
Jerry is
what he does
if you listen to the buzz
Jerry has
been a spaz
though he's cute and all that jazz
let's see Honey put his money where his mouth is
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