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Break these bones of sorrow and regret
A skeleton of secrets and demons
Holding me together is the fabric of the lies
The lies I told to hold you back from this pain
Each fragmented word sinking deeper
Colder than cold shivers trace down my spine
I built this world of magic to protect the world
Sealing the darkness inside for the greater good
But now that I stand atop my lonely mountain
Am I even the same man that chased such dreams?
Dedicated to the friend of my innocence - C. B.
Can we be lovers if we hate one another?
Love and hate, closer than you think
Stemming from passion and passion's all I've needed.

So, slam me on the bed,
Rip these clothes to shreds.
You hate me so good.

Yank my hair
Leave me gasping for air.
You hate me so good.

Can we be lovers if we hate one another?
And the answer is yes,
It's always ever been, yes.
Her beauty was natural with the volume turned up
She was music only I could hear
My headphones for lonely nights
A bass line that echoes my heart

Her only genre was making me smile
A one person concert every time we spoke
She needs no instruments just her lips
The only amp she needs is her soul

Cover art was the pretty dresses
Song names days we spent
The duration of an album was each season
And I wanted the summer single to never end.
Fulfilling my father’s dreams,
I forgot to dream.

Wanting to be the first in everything,
I forgot to enjoy.

Building a house,
I forgot to make a home.

Reading about love,
I forgot how to love.

Meeting new people,
I forgot to make friends.

Wanting too much,
I forgot to offer.

Running to beat time,
I forgot to stay.

Waiting for her,
I forgot to live.
control your **** impulses,
you heartless, condescending *****.
 May 2015 Deontra' Demeritte
Lost
You have my bones in a choke hold
Even they’re brittle enough
I’m grasping at your ribs
Though I’m not sure if they’re bone or dust
The dust has turned into a sand in an abandoned desert
I am lost
I am so involved in your dissolved bones
I have buried myself deep
Yet this is not a place
But yet a small unhindered body that I can no longer find myself in
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