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Go on
Tear me down
Watch me fall apart
Watch me crumble away
Beneath your horrible words
And turn me into the dirt you are
Because someday someone isn't going to
And you'll be left with a mouth full of **** and
A shovel digging your final resting place so you may rot
Burn through me like gold dust
salute my bruised heart,
through the window of my chest
Beating so slowly  
you'd be surprised that it can move at all,
Muscles contracting so tense
Im a trooper, battery powered assault class fighter
Punching above my weight so carelessly
you ******* alive
arrogant ecstasy  unravels in me ,
twirling pirouettes spit in spats  of profanity,  
give me a little more,  your not just some little *****
your a cowboy on a pirate ship whos plunging into war
head of the armada charge strait for my heart
your ambition is not lost in the fight
and though your overwhelmed with all the might  of my baggage
you spin next to me in fits of glee,
as i carry you to our carrige
fall in love with me my dear
no longer will you have to fear
your skin isnt so tight when you wear it loosely,
come hold me closer
So i can slip you out of your comfort zone
It's almost like her demons are in her blood
And the blade is their final expulsion
Don't hurt yourself gorgeous, I know why you do it but remember who you really are x
 May 2015 kassie robinson
Sir B
We sat together,
upon a hill with dew on grass,
against a tree
with glowing city lights ahead of us
We waited patiently for night fall
to stand witness to the beautiful starry night

The wait lasted a while but it paid back.
It paid back through the beauty,
the awesome power,
and the sight of the stars.
These stars were unfathomable
even while we stood witness to them.

The city lights took notice
of the star filled night sky
and dimmed their lights ever so low
Making visible the huge spirals of the Milky Way
emanating a white glow
but so peaceful, oh so peaceful
it calmed the entire human soul

The night was still so young
so much had yet to happen.
She sensed the serene silence
understanding our time was complete.
The world would wander
and locations would change
but our experiences would remain.
An expression poem for my english class..
Sometimes I wonder
whether the forecast in my eyes
whether the weather in my heart
will be something, anything
other
than
rain

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