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Laura Haze Sep 2015
This is for the boys and their bones
The secrets inside their marrow
I'm always trying to find the right pressure
To crack them.

Mysterious skin
Covers the veins of memories leading straight to your hearts

When your feelings escape through in the form of blood,
You always lick your wounds
The gushing love was never there
Laura Haze May 2015
When I look down into the water I can see a version of me I'm all too familiar with.
A one dimensional black shadow that ripples unfailingly.

The days I can see myself as a whole being, I stretch my skin, looking for small flesh wounds, the ones no one ever looks close enough to see.

On the inside, I'm all bones, I'm pumping a dark red. My organs slowly rot until they turn into a golden brown.

I stand sharp like a needle in a crowded room. Is there some way I could compact my bones, blood, body fat and shadow into to something smaller?

Is there a way to fold into myself physically as I do mentally?
Laura Haze Apr 2015
I look up at the stars
Each one chants
Pleading for me to join them
So tonight, I'll lay in bed
Hope for something, anything to take me away
I'll join the galactic
Crawl into a black hole
Sit at the foot of the moon
Float aimlessly into the dark universe
This eternal vacancy inside of me
Can't really be defined other than like this:
As empty as space, as full as the galaxy
Laura Haze Mar 2015
Floating through the stars in my head
It suddenly feels like, I couldn't belong anywhere other than your bed
And it scares me to the point of madness
How quickly you've picked me up
How here, right now I could burst with the ferocity of a thousand suns
Because when you kiss me it feels
Something like magic
Through my body surges of light come through the cracks in my skin
They shine onto you
It's only that I think you're heavenly
And when we collide
I finally breathe again
Laura Haze Mar 2015
I swallow 20mg a day
I stay quiet next to you
I don't tell you you're the most beautiful thing I've seen in months
I know you're hungry
You don't eat your mother’s dinner
You eat me instead
I'm trying to find a way to tell you that your a heaven sent angel with a fat halo
But you grab at me and I can't speak clearly
My life with you have been episodes of this:

Departure, love, destruction and departure again
I scream you want it
you asked for it
you stood in my doorway wanting me
drawn to me like moth to a flame
Just come here again
Let me turn you over and hurt you again

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