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izzi3 Nov 2015
my mind's gone dry
there's no supply
my sanity has said goodbye
the world turned grey
what could I say?
nothing at all
and so I fall
hopelessly, helplessly
nobody could save

*me
co - write with my darling, Finn
(not my brother)
  Sep 2015 izzi3
Dangle
I once asked an old man,
"What happens when people open their hearts?
Do they get hurt?"

*"No,they get better," he replied.
I hope so,old man. I hope so.
izzi3 Sep 2015
-
breathing your life into me
inhale, exhale
eyes closed softy,
lips slightly
parted
passionate and loving,
moving together,
and apart
oh, to be loved
and to be 'in love'
is a wonderful thing
izzi3 Aug 2015
angry eyes flashing in the dim
light, laced with tears and alcohol,
only vaguely aware of the consequences
of a drunken attitude or slip of the
tongue. oh my, it couldn't have been
your fault that you let so many drinks
just fall down your throat, it was
accidental that you shoved her, that she
pushed back, reeling and screamed at
you. she too wasn't entirely sober but
what of it? these are meant to be the
*'best days of our lives'
drunken fools, that's what we are and were. inspired by the words which flew out of her mouth before she shouted.
the title says it all
izzi3 Aug 2015
climb higher
little one
stretch your
neck above
the clouds
and float
silently, alone
in this
quiet, new
world where
no-one can
bother you
or harm
you,  *ever
  Aug 2015 izzi3
Lottie
I think, maybe
The world gets easier.
Someday.
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