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 Apr 2013 Kate
Daisy Chain
Erupt
 Apr 2013 Kate
Daisy Chain
She glows red inside.
Until the mountain's roar begins.
The trees tremble beneath her sighs,
knowing the tide will soon rise
within her belly.

The core of all ideas of sin
subsisting only by whats within;
yet the cralwers and the stompers
the choppers and the bleeeders
the wanters the criers
the screamers and the needers
have the plastic vision
they make the skilless incision
into our lives
with old blunt knives.

Shes going to blow eventually
theres no stopping whats beneath
it will all melt suddenly.

It rumbles and it stores
waiting no more
no more
let it outpour
downpour
now
bow
down
to
her.

Anger.
 Apr 2013 Kate
Daisy Chain
Wednesday
 Apr 2013 Kate
Daisy Chain
Sinking through
Apple stew
Sticky, smells
of sweet ground dew

In twice, once now
and once again
Beneath my jersey
bra and skin

Burning softly,
like a tepid sun
A downcast look
street tears now run

Sadness cures madness
now wrapped in eyes
the looking glass facing in
finger taps and sighs.
 Apr 2013 Kate
Spirit Of Freedom
Inside my heart
Over flowing
A sea of love
My spirit free
Love taking lead
My inner consciousness, awakening
Inner realisations, coming to light
Experiencing the wonders of our universe
Discovering who I am
In the spirit of love
 Apr 2013 Kate
Harry J Baxter
I'm young,
and I don't really know
much about anything
I love my parents,
but let's be honest
genetics didn't give me
too much of a choice
I've thought that I'd loved girls
and maybe I did
how the **** do you ever know?
but I've been thinking on the subject
for some time now
debating if it even existed
and I think it has to
It's the only thing between us
and the end of all things
But it exists in simpler forms
love is the feeling you get
when you are so mad at her
that you could lay hands on her
but you never would,
you just don't have it in you
love is when
you come back to him
time after time
regardless of the ******* mistakes he makes
time after time
Love is when
the thought of them
spending time with somebody else
being consoled by somebody else
being loved by somebody else
makes you feel absolutely
sick to your stomach
but I think
that all love really boils down to
is saying yes
even though,
you know you should say no,
that is my understanding of love
 Apr 2013 Kate
Klaus
Tired, but wired
Espresso love at se7en
Sleep is for blockheads
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