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Angela K Nov 2017
don't use me
as your broom
to sweep up your feelings for her
under rugs
cause every time we kiss
every time we touch
i can feel her coarse dust
rubbing through my skin
Angela K Nov 2017
Feelings cling to the air
Like unsaid words
As our ghosts slowly fade away
Like the sun set by the coast
An ending of fire
That once burnt bright
Not off
Just hidden
In our mantle
Our egos - our pride
Angela K Sep 2017
oh sad poet
laying in the ***** hands of tragedy
goggling its lines
its dust filled nails
its bruised knuckles
Scared skin
Trembling finger tips
Wondering - "How are you so beautiful?"
  Sep 2017 Angela K
Chloë Fuller
when did your eyes turn from blue to grey?
what a beautiful grey
a cold grey
a wet October grey
an "I forgot my umbrella" grey
a "Should we stay home?" grey
a day consumed with nostalgic sadness grey
a familiar reminder of rejection grey
a hopeless new romance grey

as grey as the ash from your cigarettes
as grey as that woolen hat that I'd wear while I waited wondering when you'd wander home
as grey as my best shirt you stripped off of me on a grey night

i fell in love with a mixture of black, blue, and muddy pearl
it sparkled against me when the sky clouded up
and we kissed until our vision blurred

I don't remember how vivid colors were before you.
Angela K Sep 2017
Lately,
I've been stopping hurricanes
The words that build up and rise to the verge of my lips
Right at the edge are my feet
With its winds making my feelings topple over
Break like twigs

Lately,
I've been stopping hurricanes
Everytime I see your silhouette
Slowly walking away
The words want to follow
I feel them knocking on my white bars
Harder each time
Fighting to escape

"I love you"
But no, it's selfish of me
To flood your house
And uproot your daisy filled gardens
So yes,
Lately,
I've learnt how to stop hurricanes
Angela K Sep 2017
we took "human race"
out of context
and  now our existence
is an internal contest
with ourselves
with each other
and the religious
say it's God's test
survival of the fittest
so run human run
wait, wrong direction
the sun with red eyes
and the stars with blue
WARNING:
THE END IS COMING SOON
run human run
run The Earth to its finish line
Angela K Aug 2017
3
I need you
Just for today
I need your
"you'll be okay"
Your
"we'll be okay"
Even though "we" won't sound the same
It won't have the same ring to it
You know,
the lake house and 3 kids to it
But I need you to say it to me
Today
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