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 Mar 2019 saffronne
Arisa
I need baby bars on my bed
To keep me from falling
On my head.

- Sincerely, I'm a wild dreamer.
I wake up in the morning on the floor. I need help.
 Mar 2019 saffronne
Frances
I scratch my head
I don't want to believe she's dead  

Flood gates are to pour
Chaos is a roar

Her eyes aren't gleaming
While mine are plentifully streaming
  
I hold little satisfaction
Of this forlorn form of action

My words are kept at bay
Of my emotions I can only say

Let her smile be reborn
And her heartstrings strum untorn
I write this shortly after an old friend took their own life. Rest in piece Lexie Jane
 Mar 2019 saffronne
LN
Just spread your arms a bit wider











Love is simple, yet very complicated
 Mar 2019 saffronne
cursedtodeath
We hide pain with a smile,
but is it all worth it?
We hide tears with a grin,
but that's not how we truly feel.
We hide our darkness in our shadows,
but only we know the truth behind it.
We try fill our emptiness with laughter,
but they will never see our true emotion.
We hide it all away from the world,
but will it ever go away?
 Feb 2019 saffronne
Tristan
The disc itself appears to be new,
A clear cover, a clean case.
The disc itself appears to be changed,
So I decide to press play.
I hear the song,
The sound, so beautiful.
It begins with bliss,
And then a sudden twist.
The haunting synths,
Consume the room.
Reminding me,
Of the old noises gloom.
This song is not new,
I’ve heard it in the past.
This song will not last,
The end will be soon.
The same old song,
Reminding me,
Of me and you.
The title is inspired by Abel Tesfaye
Her hand rests above her heart
Grasping for something that ain't there
But in her mind, she remembers that cross her father gave her
She does that whenever the weight of the world drapes over her shoulders
And when that dark cloud pitter patters rain onto her head
Inhaling the troubles that will come
And exhaling once her tears have dried
Her face as blank as a canvas before the artist splashes the paint
Yet through the windows to her soul, you see how hard life is beating on her
Breaking her spirit
But of course, she simply decorates her face with a smile that never quite reaches her eyes

And says, "I'm fine."
I say I'm fine even when I'm dying...
 Feb 2019 saffronne
alexa
it's funny;
i didn't remember what it was like to be young,
i mean,
i'm young now but
i guess what i mean is happy.
i don't remember what it's like to be happy.
inspired by ...myself
 Feb 2019 saffronne
Demons
I put it on, everyday.
I tried not to make mistakes.
Even though it’s full of cracks,
I still sit up and put on my act.
And though no one ever wants to ask,
I still get up.
And put on My Mask.
;(
 Feb 2019 saffronne
Hannah Field
there's not a cloud today
just a sky of blue
as the sun shines bright
it feels so new
as you walk down the street
you can see smiles around
it's looks like
everyone came to town
to enjoy the summer day
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