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Often ignored
Are the soft cries
Of those taken advantage of.
It hurts so badly
 Feb 2016 Caroline Lee
Z
11:43 AM.
 Feb 2016 Caroline Lee
Z
You are more than just a number on the scale,
or the amount of times you continue to fail.

You are more than a collection of unsaid words,
or the intensity of your mind that burns.

You are more than regretted rants,
even if you've lost your chance.

But most of all, you are ******* more than only him,

after all, undying love only remains **g r i m .
trust seems no longer relative when ******* used against you.
 Feb 2016 Caroline Lee
Z
12:27 PM.
 Feb 2016 Caroline Lee
Z
you are more than the absence of his name on your screen.

you are more than the absence of his name on your screen.

you are more than the absence of his name on your screen.

**YOU ARE MORE THAN THE ABSENCE OF HIS NAME ON YOUR SCREEN.
C.
 Feb 2016 Caroline Lee
Z
10:50 AM.
 Feb 2016 Caroline Lee
Z
My thoughts for you are simply video games.

Back and forth, repeating as you see; As much as I wish to stop, I only become more **a d d i c t e d .
What’s with all the noise?
In your head,
Boy?
I’m vibrating with it
From across the room

What was said?
Over and over
What was done?
That led you to plunder the
                         Stars in their darkness
and
                                                      Run up and down walls?

It’s the back hand of the night,
Strong-arm
Girl?
Dark side of the world, curves
She may have bent it
                       Light side of the moon, she
                                                        Illuminates us

And what did you learn?
What did you learn as the hours curled?
And can you take it with you?

And what’s with all this noise?
The scratching dawn
A creaking sun
A daughter who becomes a son
From morning to each midnight
From bed to birdcage to sharpened knife
- The secret you carry in you

Girl, oh Boy
Sharpen your werewolf teeth
Caress the beginning of day back into sleep
And promise to never grow up
Because I wanted something
More
I found and tore
The crack within our seam

Because you wanted something
more
I felt myself the least

You've never found me sleeping
I've never found you at peace

but when you touch my hipbone
I could forgive you anything
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