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 Jun 2015 Calli Kirra
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

With a dose of energy,
Searching for your sick and twisted ways,
But you have nun,
The sweetest angel I've never known,
Don't become a nun,
So instead I'm searching for the real you babe,
That's what make me so a..ttracted to you babe,
If we ever see the sunlight distracted by the rivers gaze,
With a dose of energy,
I hope your into me,
Beautiful eyes,
I could gaze into them all day,
Swigging my way,
Putting your consequences and concerns all behind,
But instead I'm searching for the real you babe,
That's what make me so a..ttracted to you babe,
I could replace all of the bad memories from your head,
With a dose of energy,
Like solvable patterns,
I got the vaccine,
I'm your doctor,
Injecting you with that....
You know the word.
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 Mar 2015 Calli Kirra
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

Heal my scars,
Don't let me down,
True colors in a textbook is what I found,
I also found,
That you can not be trusted,
Lie too much,
When you say trust is what you thrive on,
Not the first time,
We've all Been let down before,
Now you need somebody's grave that you could smile on,
Well it won't be mine,
I figured I'd take the time,
To tell you,
That you'll need me when the pay is due,
You decide weather or not you want it to work with us,
I'll be waiting,
Concentrating on the one thing you care about,
My guesses are,
yourself.
I forgot all my other unknowns lol
Kleptomania is my town, nobody comes out alive
Regrets and Cigarettes
The things you won't survive

The color of the demon is what I can't explain
but she has eyes of white
if i had to tell the truth
It's that you are right.

But to this very day I can't find a lot
of strangers, friends, anyone who ride the train
of thought.

Even if I took a trip
down to the city strip
where the windows break
I couldn't make it half-way
because i work my life away
i won't give but i will take.
Do you know the way to the oaks?
Much to do,
and
no way to do it.
nodding your head
you say,

I

like the way you
only sing
very
early in the morning.

you
only sing when I'm
up.
there is a buzzing
     it's coming from the walls
the tiny electrical snaps and synapses
the mindhive that seethes
the radios and beeping pulses
we have reached the
singularity.
read about it
 Aug 2014 Calli Kirra
Stellar
Eleven
 Aug 2014 Calli Kirra
Stellar
I  love  the way
you make words  hurt.
I'm  bleeding.
**Passionately.
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