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Cameron Godfrey Apr 2013
Never has there been an escape
Never have I seen the way out
Never has there been a green light
Nor a benefit of the doubt

Never has there been a yellow-brick-road
Nor a lantern to lead my way past
Never has there been guidance
Nor an answer to the questions I've asked

Forever there's been a problem
When yourself is the antagonist
Forever there's been a conflict
That cannot be solved with your fist

But forever and ever we've fought
We fight ourselves and we fight each other
Pain and pleasure walk hand in hand
But never look in the eyes of one another

Never have they met
*Not really
Cameron Godfrey Apr 2013
Do you recall pain?
Remember the restless nights?
Now they are your fault

The tables have turned
Time is on the other side
Of this agist world

Now you are the problem
You invoke the sleeplessness
I hope you're happy

We are not
Cameron Godfrey Apr 2013
Cold silence shatters
Awaken the shrill voices
Of minds in the night
Guys, guys. I wrote a haiku.
Cameron Godfrey Apr 2013
I loved you
You liked me
I accepted it, I s'pose
I love you
You like me
And that's how it always goes.
But now we're together
And I love you still
But I can't make you love me
So I'll hope that you will
Cameron Godfrey Apr 2013
I call myself a feminist and you cringe
If you've got a problem, Sir, just build a bridge.
I'll cry you a river if you'll get over it.
I'm done dealing with your stupid ****.
Who woke up one morning and decided that women were inferior.
Cameron Godfrey Apr 2013
When I believed in magic things were good.
I wanted to be a princess the way any little girl would.
But I grew up and now my heart's not on my sleeve
'Cause I'm not that little girl and I'm no longer naive.

When I believed in magic things were nice
Prince Charming was only a ride away in a chariot with mice
But I'm not the way I was before, I believe
That I'm not that little girl and I'm no longer naive.

When I believed in magic, when you lied
I believed in Prince Ali and in his magic carpet ride.
But I'm older now and I'm starting to see
That I'm not that little girl and I'm no longer naive.
This might be my favorite poem that I've ever written
Cameron Godfrey Apr 2013
Sometimes you hide your wings
Sometimes you let them show
But I can always see

How beautiful you are
Even without your wings you glow
You're beautiful to me.
This may or may not be in the narrative of Dean Winchester to Castiel.
Destiel forever
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