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I love
that you
love

The things
that you
love

Even if I don't

Could you do the same for me?

If yes

What great lovers
we
could
be....
 Sep 2017 Clara Melvang
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good girls
 Sep 2017 Clara Melvang
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'you're such a good girl'
beep beep beep

unfamiliar breathing, followed by
silence. my naked body is
alone on my bed sheets.
loneliness breaks my own hand and
morals for a way to get
off but i don't. i sit there and
conjure up sweet whisperings
of how i want you. *******,
deep and hard and cold.

if i'm such a good girl, then
tell me. why do i wish my flesh
will melt away like the leaves?
masochistic idiosyncrasies
wrap my vanilla heart up in
a pretty little bow. your fingers
beg to scratch off my humanity;
they have to wait their turn.
This is dark and raw and real and no one will like it
Silence teaches you how
to be afraid of your thoughts
to love the voices
to hear static
to enjoy the crackle
to be sinister.

Silence teaches you how
to welcome pain
to inflict pain
to be perverse
to poison.

Silence teaches you how
to lose yourself
to feel the snaps
and the booms
to harm
and to tap and shiver.
Gammel kærlighed ruster aldrig
siger de.
Så vi overvander potteplanterne
Gøder platantræerne
for at få dem til at blomstre.
Prøver at slå gnister.
Tænder en flamme
Eller bryder ud i lys lue
Men der sker ikke noget.
For, havde vi kærlighed?
Var det bare spænding
Mellem benene?
Eller var det bare to venner,
som kedede sig?
Days like these I wish that you would carry me
Days like these I wish I had you to hold onto
Days like these I realize you're all I need
Obliterate all that was marked
I remarked your charm
The annihilation of the sun
I always look up
Ardent and awaiting
With such patience for my cold skin to be welcomed by the bright shine
How can you appreciate darkness if you've always been in the light
Maybe I was just scared
So I ran away
It all seems so vague and faint
Saturated by memories and empty oblivion
An oasis of hope evaporated
The ocean decapitated
Fire breathed and I could not see
The sun looked down on me
I whispered begging it would just let me breathe
And be to me what it had been to the trees
Give me life please
Give a life to live so that I can fulfill my purpose
But what is it
Oxygen and H2O
All my friends are foes
Days like these I wish that you would carry me
Days like these I wish I had you to hold onto
Days like these I realize you're all I need
Tainted by debris
I couldn't see
That what I needed was me
 Jan 2017 Clara Melvang
Wordfreak
I have myself so thoroughly fooled,
I'm not sure what the truth is anymore.
I don't know what's real,
Who I know, who to trust.
I don't know who the enemy is,
And they deigned to give me the ROE.
I don't know who my allies are,
Or where I can hide and still be safe.
There's no list I can read,
No dotted line I can sign on,
Nor a box I can check,
To request reinforcements.
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