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Jan 2015 · 5.7k
I . . .
writerReader Jan 2015
i hear her
crackle and her
cackle and her
clomping and
her stomping and
i feel her
silver hair and
her
rotten
air
Jan 2015 · 2.0k
Gone
writerReader Jan 2015
When I'm gone
will my name be
pressed against
the
stars.
Will
my tears grow
a willow tree filled with
twinkling lights?
Jan 2015 · 233
ThisIsLove
writerReader Jan 2015
when I put my head of
silly thoughts on your chest
I think only: "this
is what love is"
Jan 2015 · 5.5k
Dancing
writerReader Jan 2015
with your dancing hands
with your lithe fingers will you
calm my thrashing heart
Jan 2015 · 2.8k
pixies
writerReader Jan 2015
sometimes
pixies
whisper
in my ear
at
night
Jan 2015 · 2.0k
Shatter
writerReader Jan 2015
one day i might

shatter

these glass walls
and trudge with
weeping
blood across the
broken
shards
Jan 2015 · 9.8k
Hair
writerReader Jan 2015
sometimes I
reach within
the fragile paper of
this book to
glide
my fingers through
your silver
hair
Jan 2015 · 403
FictionalPursuits
writerReader Jan 2015
please
please will
you dance off
the page to
get to
me
Jan 2015 · 1.6k
Stars
writerReader Jan 2015
i want to
touch
the stars with these reaching
words
of mine
with these shaking
hands
of mine
Jan 2015 · 324
Sky
writerReader Jan 2015
Sky
i slipped
through
the rusted
bars of this
cage and
dove into
the
sky
Jan 2015 · 979
What Is Love
writerReader Jan 2015
is it love to die
in the
rain or to
jump in front
of speeding trains
or is it love to die
happily
in our
beds
Jan 2015 · 667
Often Found In Dark Corners
writerReader Jan 2015
Nothing left but
the timid
spirit that hides
in
the black corner.
Jan 2015 · 5.3k
Party
writerReader Jan 2015
i went to
a party at
a house that i
used to live
in
Jan 2015 · 371
Love/Hate
writerReader Jan 2015
where
is the line between love
and hate
please will you draw
it over with
a golden pen
Jan 2015 · 4.3k
Cat
writerReader Jan 2015
Cat
what do
you think it's
like to be
a cat looking
out the
crystal window wondering
what it's like
to be
free
Jan 2015 · 261
Ghost
writerReader Jan 2015
there's a ghost
walking
around upstairs
she tells me
not
to
put
my feet on the chairs
Jan 2015 · 932
Canine
writerReader Jan 2015
my dog speaks
to me
sometimes
she says "people
is stupid"
Jan 2015 · 2.9k
SheToldMe
writerReader Jan 2015
then my mom
told me
"work out
your'
problems with me
now.
Or do you want
to date me for
the rest of you life?"
Jan 2015 · 800
guile
writerReader Jan 2015
please
please
love me

without

guile
Jan 2015 · 2.2k
ladyLike
writerReader Jan 2015
it is not very
lady like to leap
and yell with
glee
or to run like
mad
or to touch without asking to
kiss with
fervor.
but do you mind?
Jan 2015 · 338
SsS
writerReader Jan 2015
SsS
slightly
sobbing
  silently
Jan 2015 · 1.4k
lovelove
writerReader Jan 2015
love me
love me
love me
i whisper
Jan 2015 · 206
voices
writerReader Jan 2015
the voices inside
my head told me to love
you
Jan 2015 · 571
KeanuReeves
writerReader Jan 2015
"Keanu Reeves, eh?"
as the Canadians say
his hair is ravens
writerReader Jan 2015
my heart was running
the blood glowed crimson red
my brain yelled, "wait up!"
Jan 2015 · 2.0k
Snape
writerReader Jan 2015
there was an old man
he wore a billowing cape
ebony his eyes
writerReader Jan 2015
soft sobs were pelting the door.
the oak was crumbling to ash
Jan 2015 · 288
Fire
writerReader Jan 2015
love
love is a fire
i keep my hand in the flame
while it licks my fingers

i enjoy the pain
even while i burn

not even the dirt can douse it
rather
it feeds the animal and lets it go higher

love is not cage rather like the sand.
slipping through my fingers
as i clutch it harder
Jan 2015 · 418
Very Odd
writerReader Jan 2015
my eyes are black.
but I see in shades of red

vibrant is the world
but so am I

everything is green but I can't see it

my lips are blue and so am i
but fire hasn't melted the ice

why should i freeze when i could burn?

why is the fire finally crying
finally feeling the pain of burning
steam burns too
  much worse

you never see it coming

and the shadows are too cold
but i was burning
the sun is scorching but
alone i freeze
Jan 2015 · 10.9k
cake
writerReader Jan 2015
I like to eat cake
a person once died for cake
I want to eat cake

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