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Jade Elon Jul 2014
For the glitz
For the glamour
For the ritz
For the passion
For the sentimental value
For the compassion
For the money
For the money
For the money
But never for the love
Jade Elon Jul 2014
the contours of the land
and the
countenance of the sea
dip
     dip
show me
women dressed in lace zephyrs
hiding beneath the white
glare of the sun
Jade Elon Jul 2014
it's in the nature of the beast
to want to eat
the weaker race&devour; them
                            with a single bite.
it's in the nature of the prey
to want to be eaten
by the stronger race&be; devoured
                                                        ­   with a single bite.
it's in the  nature of the human
to destroy the world
                                                           ­                               with a single bite.
or is it?
Jade Elon Jul 2014
stuck in-between a desolate
empty feeling;
waking up in the morning
the cold sheets,
and the sleeping angels under
the full moon
She sings in the morning
like an angel,
like a devil,
like a "no good"
the
         discarded
                            clothes
  by
           the
                                                                ­                                       Doorstep
Jade Elon Jul 2014
slipping like molasses
dripping down
                           ward like
                                            the feeling of a
fresh wound...
                I want to trip
and f
        a
        l
        l
into a vat
of lies
               slipping like molasses
the snaking sensation of love
Jade Elon Jul 2014
He smells like tobacco and sorrow. Sometimes I wonder if it's alright to fall in love with a mirage. You know that the only thing more painful than another mans name on her lips is one in her bed. Sometimes I wonder if it was your plan to fall in love so easily. With her drunken eyes and slurred words and to wake up in the morning thinking she'd be the same vision in white as she was in a red cocktail dress. The problem with society is that drunken mistresses don't always turn into sober wives. That sometimes you really can't make that '***' turn into a housewife. That if your ideals don't match and you push the issue then what? You're left heart broken and lost and hoping that she'll come back through the door wearing your t shirt and a smile. A man in love is a strange thing. A desperate man in love is a sad thing. I've realized that although I'm a woman (a biased woman, a sided woman, woman's woman) that sometimes it truly is men who deal with heartbreak the hardest. Either they break walls or break down.
You know who you are
Jade Elon Jul 2014
I just need to lay down. And be quiet. And listen. And learn. And your beautiful eyes make me want to leave. If I had a choice I would rather be in love with the stars. Something you can't touch but can look at is better than something you can touch but won't look you in the eye. I want to write prose about the gap between my friends tights and the chafing between another's. (I don't love you.) I want someone else to miss your lips and tell you their secrets through mouth to mouth. God, you make me feel like an angel in hell. Can I lie about your honesties? You're not worth my time. One day I stood up and everything you told me fell down. But I already realize a long time ago that some humans aren't able to care for their own.
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