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  Oct 2016 Colten Sorrells
Stu Harley
fear
grips
the
entire soul
with
ball and chain
when
we
are the birds
trapped
in
a cage
where
we remain
Colten Sorrells Oct 2016
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there's strong conviction in the notes that pour out her passions to me but I rarely get to hear them

she has a pure, angelic glow
that begs to be defiled
but I can't touch her

her lips are supple
delicate like innocence
but I can't feel them

she's like a myth
that I have to believe in
she makes me strong

when I see her
I see everything i'm missing
but I can't make her real
After over a year it still gets to me
Colten Sorrells Oct 2016
I found
it hard
it's hard
I found
no reason
found
no rhyme
I guess
I like
the way
it tastes
when you
throw it all
in my face
I'm not a monster
nor a man
I'm not sure what
to think I am
I'm not the same
as you, you see
there's nothing human
left of me
I hardly talk,
I hardly feel
sometimes I question
what is real
can't leave the house,
I have no friends
is this the way
my story ends?
I'm tired as hell
about to quit
I'm sure no one
would give a ****
what kind of ******* life is this?
I'm not alive, I just exist
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**I tried
to take the pill
but
it stuck
in the back
of my throat
and it tastes like
the lips
of a lover
I thoughtlessly
kissed
right after
they went to work
tasting every inch
of my love,

unfortunately
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*she comes to me on a September's breeze
and dries up the August air
with shorter days and longer nights

she tempts me to sleep in, and stay in
with December mornings
and the occasional storm

then she gets me drunk on animal fats
and lures me out into the November rain
with red skies and talk of Indian summers
  Oct 2016 Colten Sorrells
Emma
Love, what a beautiful essence,
But now I'm anti-depressants
"Hey, are you okay?" they say.
They don't know what i have to go through every day.
Sometimes It's hard to stay, i want to fade away, run away, i feel like melting clay.
I wish there was a happy pill, to make all of your problems pour into a landfill, instead i have to take pills and get a daily fill. I'd ****, just to be happy, I always feel ******, my lungs just feel sappy, like they're gonna collapse. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, is this god's pay-back, watching him lay back while i get all this pain, My heart's in vain, all the colour's gone, im going insane, I stare at a window pane as i watch the rain, Life used to be sweet, like a candy-cane. But now I'm in the depressed lane, I'm mentally insane.
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