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 Nov 2014 Hannah M
Robyn
Africa
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
Robyn
I miss red
I miss dirt
Getting tired
Getting hurt
I miss children
I miss their songs
Plans changing
Going wrong
I miss the milky way
And the birds
The brand new voices
The brand new words
I miss the heat
I miss the taste
But I'll never miss it here
I'll never miss the waste
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
Robyn
Frost
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
Robyn
Silver veins in the silver city
Running like blood through the fainting grass
The cold pierces the flesh into the bone like a needle -
Delivering medicine promised to save but more likely to sicken
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
anon
They always compare love to a burning fire
And say, " you ignited my heart into flames"
But you were the frozen furnace
The ancient stove that no one ever bothered to heat up
You were cold down to the core and I had electrical heat running through my veins
And everytime I touched you you gave me frostbite
I tried so hard but you were too numb
And sooner or later,
I ran out of match sticks to keep this pathetic excuse of a fire alive
Because I was the forest fire and your were the water that drowned me
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
Robyn
School
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
Robyn
I stare at the swirling well of my fingerprint and spiral down inside of it until I'm as black as night and engulfed in the silence of space and ink where I can scream and sob and sing and ignore the tumult of ignorance and fear and bitterness that surrounds me otherwise; thick and viscous, pouring down my throat and choking me.
Lid secured
Every edge and surface pierced with the
iron spikes of varying gauges-

car
bed
home
town
old
towns
forest lake
host
every bar and grill
(within a 300 mile radius)
work
tents and air beds
split rock
otter tails
snow trails
Tobie's town
mini apples
silver ware
white gold Möbius strip
wedding presence
and presents
that long stretch of highway you still travel
everyday
brothers
friends (perhaps)
music
words in verse from your fingers
and spoken (broken)
Time lost to your treasures that revealed themselves to be
trash

-now rusting in place
cradling the remains of what never should have been
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
JWolfeB
Historic
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
JWolfeB
Today will only ever happen once

For these moments will soon become history

Dates lost behind us

A record of moments

Strung together in a book

Stay present while you write your book

And write history today
 Nov 2014 Hannah M
Sydney Ann
Lust
Can never
Replace love
Because every word
I write
Is love
And lust
Is just
The period**.
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