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 Mar 2016 HeatherBeth
Carley
Choose me, Use me
I love the way you
Bruise me.

Shake me, Wake me
I love the way you
Break me.

See me, Squeeze me
But dear god
Don't you dare
Leave me.

I breathe you
I need you
I can't survive without you.
Kiss me, Hit me
But never ever
Miss me.

Choose me, Use me*
I love the way you
Abuse me.*
-CsR
 Mar 2016 HeatherBeth
Day
Sometimes happiness creeps up
In the weirdest places
Following me ever so softly
Sometimes hiding, so I won't see her
Then pouncing onto me suddenly
She shows her face when I first wake
In the light shining into my bedroom
She appears when I succeed at something
Though she tried to appear small
She's there in a kiss from a lover
In between lips she quietly escapes
She has me when a friend laughs
And she watches as I smile
For she knows it's been a while
Since she's last came
She knows that I miss her so
And she knows
I don't want her to go.
 Mar 2016 HeatherBeth
September
you told me you loved
red, blue, and geometry—
and the next morning
i found red
lines on my back
and blue
circles on my neck.
i know you've read
the things i've written.
i know you know
the things i've done.
we share a secret within
the line of our vision.
we never spoke about it.




we never spoke about it.
January?
 Mar 2016 HeatherBeth
Day
words fall out of my mind like a little kid who tripped on a step
it starts fun and happy, then suddenly I realize everything is all wrong
but I can't stop it because my arms are to small and everything moves to fast
and
suddenly I'm
falling
But the difference in this story is that for *me

no ones waiting at the bottom
Just me
*and my hidden bruises
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