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Ironatmosphere Jun 2014
I am afraid that no one will ever want me
Because as soon as they see her
They will bow at her feet
Overwhelmed by her perfection
I will become invisible
When her beauty shines so bright it blinds them
They will become deaf to my words
When they hear the angelic melody hers form
I will become a brick
When they touch the feathery silk that is her skin
I will become empty space
When she becomes their entire world
And I will be forced to smile and be happy
When she finds the love I’ve been craving for so long
I’ll have to
Because she,
She is my sister
And I,
I can’t stop loving her just because of my own imperfections
Ironatmosphere May 2014
I will take the knife you put in my back when I wasn’t looking
And push it through my flesh till it graces my heart
And nicks it just enough for the pain to come flooding out
Then I’ll paint you a portrait
Red with pain
And wrap it up with a bow on top
Because I would never forget your birthday
Or to congratulate you
As you grow one step closer to death
Because that is something that's actually worth celebrating
Ironatmosphere May 2014
This is a time when
Words have lost their meaning
Jumbled together like a dismembered jigsaw puzzle
This is when
The melody in your head
has been replaced by noise
Nothing makes sense enough
To even be titled
As nonsense
This is when
lost
doesn't even begin to describe you
Ironatmosphere May 2014
Will we know,
When we say goodbye,
That it is goodbye?
Or will it be just like any other day
Saying goodbye
Thinking I know
That I will see your face again
When I won’t
When I’ll never hear your voice again
And you’ll never hear mine
Will we know
When everything we are stops existing?
Will we know?
Ironatmosphere May 2014
The grass is soft and green
But never green enough
Sitting by the fence
I am telling you
It is just
An optical
Illusion
Ironatmosphere May 2014
The clock is ticking.
It’s ticking.
And what are you doing?
You are doing nothing.
But guess what
The clock is still ticking.
You can’t freeze time by simply not moving.
You can’t freeze time by doing absolutely nothing.
So how about you get your lazy *** up
And move!
Live!
Do something!
Time isn’t waiting for anybody.
*You are not an exception.
Ironatmosphere May 2014
Do you remember when we were little?
Do you remember the time
We made snow angels
In May
And mum got upset
Because our clothes were stained by grass
But we didn’t care
We just lay in the grass full of daisies
And looked up
At the endless sea of stars
And it was just a little bit too cold
And a little bit too damp
But we really didn’t care
Because those stars
Those stars
They were the most beautiful things
We had ever seen
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