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Bria Prior Mar 2011
I write in thieves argot
I'm far gone......too deep to resurface
not worth it, go further
into my mind, i'm blind to the time
Life is fleeting, and i am bleeding
needing    to        get        by
  while i get high......
Passing the day,
in a way, that keeps me dragging too slow
with no where to go
stuck in the muck, without any luck
pain struck while i **** myself
into the ground,
with no sound       to    wake    me
I ramble on, gambling on
unlucky eyes
send in spies to cut ties
with my past, the memories last
carve my name in your heart
we fell apart.............

here        gone              forgotten
Bria Prior Jan 2011
I left
You cried
I returned
We died

We tried
I lied
Cut ties
We died

You climed
We shined
You shyed
We died

I left
We died.....
Bria Prior Nov 2010
I've gotten used to being introduced
alone
How's the job? How's your day?
Great weather outside, I must say.

But wait, what's this?
Comfort? Bliss?
Could it be? Are you the one?
Here I am, biting my tongue

But how do I know? Can I be sure?
If I was sick, would you be my cure?
This is the moment,
Let's take a walk.
Forever
                 begins with
                              a little
                                      small talk......................
Bria Prior Oct 2010
we're trying to    simplify    the   difficult
and     pacify     the   temperamental....

indulging in   forbidden   filth
the farther you go        the smaller you get
but staying put     makes it worse

radium skies    ****** eyes

make it til' tomorrow
Bria Prior Oct 2010
Aeroplane,
          watch me drift up in the same lame stupor
i've been in     i'm in it     i'm winning      not grinning
i'm smiling because i've found the sunshine again

Not touchin' the ground   i don't know how
         got lost for a minute   i'm back   let's kick it
grown tired of the monotany   it's gotten to me
in my brain    creepin' up      fillin' cups
so i can push it back down    onto the ground
          drownin' in alcohol   ask for more      knowin' what's comin'
but i'm like                    **** it       i don't feel nothin'

Right now i'm back up    but i don't think it's luck
          that got me here       ******       it *****
it was my lack of fear that steered me here
be responsible     not possible   the night is young
where's the fun?

Here in my bed        oh ****    my head
           it was all a dream?             come clean
What happened?
Bria Prior Oct 2010
i thought you and i had it...magic
i thought wrong.
you can't change my opinion with the way you sing your song
green eyes, take me down
drowning in blue skies...
he didn't tell me it was going to feel like that
stole my heart, never gave it back.
the weary drum comes
through the floor
my eyes are focused on this door
cold lights, city nights
i don't want to think of you. what do i do?
you speak of the world
all these boys and girls
the paths they chase, decisions they make
be the one to prove me wrong
come back again and
sing your song
Bria Prior Oct 2010
i break down my words
again and again
until they are so small
they don't make sense anymore...
5 letters, 4 letters, 3 letters, 2
apparently the numbers don't add up for me and you.

bones sinking like stones, one of us is hurt
guess who?
moans from the dreams and the schemes
from past lives in the night
while i am awake
suffering
from intake, as i lie next to you
it must be true
just because i am losing
doesn't mean i've lost

You're a badfish?
Here's the hook.............
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