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Am I the only one to notice;
That you crack your knuckles when you are nervous
That your timid smile never reaches your eyes
That you pretend to be confident around your fake friends
That you are in a maze of lies
These are the things I will never say

Will you ever notice;
That I understand you are scarred in more ways than one
That I want to be the one to help you mend
That I love your spider legs and tousled curls
That your shadow is not your only friend
These are the things I will never say

Please notice my screaming silence;
For these are the things I long to say
they're out on the hustings
trying to garner a vote
they're all full of those
tired old candidate quotes

they're telling the us
what they'll do for the electorate
their policy platforms
shall be open to debate

just this week
they've promised the electors everything
yet there is little substance
to the songs they sing

the clock quickly counts down
to the election day
that's when us savvy voters
shall have our final say

we're sizing up the best
of a bad bunch for a win
if he lets us down
we'll remove his winning grin

a term in office
will be all that he'll be getting
so let's hope he has
the right policy settings

the rhetoric is flying around
out state seat
though not much of it
is absent of a well regulated beat

the candidates are all on notice
at the forthcoming May poll
then we'll see
whose heads will go for a roll
I may not have too many friends
but the ones I have are authentic
a friend is a person who isn't a fake
 Jun 2013 DieingEmbers
Hilda
Her arms felt empty and pain stabbed her heart. There were no more cats left. Nothing. Odd how the tears refused to come. Only pain. For a long time she stood staring blankly out the window.
  Why had she ever supposed that all she was doing was helping little innocent creatures who were now gone? Only her heart beat on and on, though broken.
  Finally with a sigh she sat down with her notebook, but no words came.
Usually a story starts with a beginning. But I decided to be unconventional and write the end first.
 Jun 2013 DieingEmbers
marina
honesty is just a desperate attempt
for closure used when
there's no more time to fake our way
around the truth
i wish i could write something that took longer than fifteen seconds to read.
Ignited from lust and desire
I pull down my shirt
So you see
Bare bits of me
And those beautiful eyes of yours
Light up
And I can tell your admiring parts of me
I never could
You want me but for now
We settle for you burying
Your face somewhere just below my heart
I smile
Satisfaction clear
I love that look
Uncontrollable lust mixed with your undying love
Its just perfect.
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