my sister is pretty
but mind is prettier.

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this music rick rollin rocks

she was the type of person
youd want in your bedroom
the type youd push
against the bedframe
if shed only give you half a chance

the one you wouldnt take to a family dinner
(or for granted)
one **** up
and shed be gone
but
she was never a princess
she was always queen
cause why be depend
when you could dominate
get everything you need
(on a silver platter)
she was the one with the dark side
but could tickle the sun
if need be
the one with the heart of gold
but a twisted mind
the one that could eat you alive
and spit you out for breakfast
shes the one
with the piercing green eyes
the ones that make cats jealous
(and horn dogs)
the ones that leaves danced for
the ones that made snakes wishing they had her
the ones you wished you could settle
but that would only cause trouble

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my only advice to myself,
my only advice to you,
is to shower yourself
with kindness

appreciate yourself
embrace your differences

buy romance novels
if thats what you like to read
dont be ashamed
dont let anyone judge you
for being you

take all the love you had
for that person

all that bottled up
mason jar of
disappointment

and tell that

inconsiderate

heart stabbing

'i'm going to love you forever'

LIAR

that you're busy
taking care of you

focusing on what you want
focusing on the things you need

buying magnets by the dozen
building an empire of grumpy cat
in your bedroom

cause this is your life
and no one elses!

i know you wont understand this
just hear me out,

time is short
but
life is shorter
and in the end
its only you
that will lose
if you dont
act wisely

stop wasting seconds on
short rehearsed paragraphs
from poisonous people
that make it
tough to look away
but even tougher to stay

you deserve better
and trust me
there's always someone better
waiting in the background

lightening is outside
tapping at the glass
strikes of bright
yellow flashes
brighter than the flashes
on our smart phones
(more like dumb phones because rarely
do they ever work properly)
jokes on us though
because most of us cant even last half an hour
without our phones
or we start to go bananas

Life isn't basic
So why do we expect a
Simple solution
To a complex equation?

Maybe you never wanted to hear my voice
Maybe you just needed someone to listen
Maybe you wanted to be
the person that
Closes the coffin
Instead of opens it
Maybe
You wanted to be the hay stack
Instead of the needle
Maybe you were born Romeo
When you were meant to be Juliette
Maybe you found clyde but never
Bonnie
Who ever you are
And who ever I am
We're not missing the jelly
We've just
misplaced the jar.

four bullets
strike a bone
and a rib

brilliant *******
crimson rivulets
escaping like ghosts

the heartbeat struggles
to keep time
a failing metronome

death gnaws at nostalgia
the past
no less a path
of broken dreams

The sun doesn't stop shining when it rains
You shouldn't stop smiling
When you're sad.

A long time ago I'd look to the sky through vibrant colorful kitten-petting electro bumping lens, the *** was more rich than gold, many shades of greens, aroma more potent than pine herself, and sticky that bud, eyes glowing red,  blazing all through the night, with no care in sight, nostrils tickled for snow in summer, anything,  so I wouldn't remember,
and I'd find it,  you bet id find it, I'd rail every last track in town until the trains collided and my world fell down, I awoke the day you kicked me out, but now looking back, I'm glad you did.

Not even flys know
When doors swing open
That opportunity is knocking
They just enter -
Ignoring the fact that
Even living comes with a cost

The window cracks open
A sleepy six year old
Drools in the back seat
Face full of sweat
Eyes rolling back in her head
Thumb on the switch
A welcoming invite
For the
Lone sky surfer

Trusting the little girl
It enters
The radio crackles
In and out of frequency
But the fly hears no sound
The fly doesn't see the little girl
As little
The fly doesn't even see the little girl
As girl
The fly just enters
The fly has no fears
Risking its life
For curiosity
Its days are numbered
Soon it pings at the window
Trying desperately to escape
As the little girl swats at it
Its small body
Much smaller than hers
Tires quickly
It's frail wings tear
The girl smiles a sense of accomplishment
As the tiny bug
Clings to it's last limbs of life
A tall brunette returns to the car
Releasing the fly just in time

I saw you standing on
A different level,
In An alternate world,
In an alternate state,
You wanted to hug,
You wanted to apologize ,
You wanted to recouncil,
Make peace with everything
You thought you'd done,
Sew up the stitches in time,
Smooth out the waves in the sea
We call life,
But i found comfort in miles ahead,
And I'm sorry,
I can't look back now

I Made a friend recently
She throws big words around
And over explains things
like time isn't even a thing
I wonder if she knows the end is near
She isn't a young chicken
She's been around the block
a time or two
She speaks analytically
And avoids eye contact
Like me
I guess even aging doesn't
Change us

She swore today
I wonder if that means we've unlocked
The door to trust
I hope she knows
I tend to lose my keys

Friendship is a strange thing

When one door closes
Another one opens
Even if its just temporary

I can't replace him
I am not your boyfriend
Or your father
Or the insecurities that haunt you
Dropping in on you like flys
Buzzing in and out of your life
But never leaving
I'm not them
And I never will be
I'm not used to living with you
Bowing down to greatness
Because I wouldn't know great
If it came right up and bit me
Lets face it
I'm stuck back here with you
Exactly where I shouldn't be

Do you hear noises at night
See ghosts of ex's that were never really there?
Do you wipe ***** dishes with clean cloths and leave them there

Space out on purpose
Or act dumb
Because being smart draws
More attention

Have you ever slept so peacefully
You woke up face first in drool?

Do you brush doors and walls
With body parts
More than you touch other people?

These are the kinds of things I wonder

But I know you're never wondering
About me.

Who are you and why are you sinking inside of me ?
Rewriting my thoughts
Erasing novels
Set in stone
When my grandma passed away

I dont want to drown
By your anchor

Vanish from this earth
Like I never existed

Scream at the top of my lungs
While water burrys me
Alive

Get torn apart
By the beasts
In the great big sea

Where white orchas linger
Stomach grumbling
Hungry
And
Blood thirsty for anything
They can sink their teeth in
Tare right through flesh and bone
With ease

No.

I want to blossom like an orchid
Rocket through the sky

With the wind.

i want to live my life

Instead of letting life

Steal the living
From
Out of me.

you could have me
right here right now
but you hide cowardly
and because once a coward
always a coward
you will never rebound.

Beauty is not dead!
For the leaves of humans
are more than
discarded cigarette butts,
behind the backs of dumpsters,
And on every city bus

Summer blossoms
beyond her will
in synchronized green dances
Until she's full
that project signs
To create vines
of who is the fittest
And who missed their chance

Foilage cascades on every surface
climbers unravel
to observe this
what wonderful weaves
and intricate colors
a tell-tale sign
that

beauty is not dead!

Rain pours down my window
Thick streams
Wash away the ugly
(And pretty)
Of the world


A drum beat starts
And thunder deafens
my ear drums
Mother nature sits grinning
Ear to ear 
In her palace
Ready to pounce
Like a cat
At any chance
The fate of our world
Rests in her hands
Worms are smeared along the side walk
Their demise a modern work of art
That no one wants
Guts, intestines and broken hearts
Expel from what's left of their slimy bodies
Exposing all of the good stuff
All of the gross stuff
the blood
The gore
And
Every thing in between

The tides rise
And the people start screaming
Tiny infants stand no chance
Against what once
Kept them alive

Mother nature strikes again
This time
With winds
That pick houses up and throw parked cars
Goldilocks gets abducted from the 3 bears
She wakes up searching
On her hands and knees
For her missing
Glass slipper
While the tin man makes love
To Aladdin
The end