Falling out of love
Cradling into grief
His heart left long ago
A crowd without a show

Everything left me
Empty like a store
Dark in after hours
Sign blinking closed

Now and forever
He and I stand
Hand in hand
Eyes averted
To different lands

Hot tears stream down my face
My body fills with grief, distaste
For every dollar which I gave
To send an animal, to its grave

I slit their throat one by one
Not ever thinking, what I've done
I turned my face away
I did not create their pain!

I payed a man, to do the deed
And with my money, he gave to me
An empty carcass, a dinner plate
For I needed it, it was not hate

Intensions, actions, black and white
Yet still the blood shed every night
I now grieve for what I've done
I now see who I have become

Trading health for someone's life?
Soothing my tongue with a knife
It's a pain, unnecessary, a war
That can be avoided

Here I grieve alone
For he eats animals
When he comes home

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Bite my tongue until it bleeds
Because I'm not going to cry,
Not anymore

Make a fist until it stings
Because I'm not going to take it,
Not anymore

Stand up straight as a board
Because I'm not going to sulk,
Not anymore

Spread these broken wings
Let them show, let the wind blow
Through the things that once were
Because I'm not being afraid,

Not me, not anymore.

E.s

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Blood red candy canes,
Dancing with white lace
Mistletoe alone and gloomy
Christmas is a tragic day

Drooping emerald trees
Suffocating Christmas glee
A lovely time of year,
Minus all obnoxious cheer

Socks filled with diabetes
Disappointment breeding ,
Old lovers coming home,
Oh please **** me.

E.s.

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I want to be a poet,
******* you know it
I will sing, I will rhyme  
I will tell you all
whatever makes me shine
I want to be a poet,
saying anything,
a n y t h i n g
open up my seams
let them see the ugly
let them see this queen
let me be a poet,
not just another bee
don't you see
liking this, separates me

e.s.

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Awh doubt, a glorious thing
Makes the heart stop fluttering
A flaw or two, a bad attitude
Slowly falling out of love,
Doubt, you pull me back down
Down from the clouds,
Into a quiet lounge.

e.s.
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When I was five I made my own peanut butter and jelly, I also did loads of laundry
And laughed until it hurt my belly

When I was five I had a costumed themed birthday party, I dressed as a fairy and was surprised to see soda in the cooler

Maybe I was nine when I actually did things for myself, I can't quite remember because it all went by with the flash of light

When I was five, I told myself it was the happiest day of my life, I still remember that day like it was yesterday

Now I'm 22 and I feel as though everything I have been through only drives me farther from the glorious days of five