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Kelly Lutz Nov 2010
I want you to hold me
The way the crescent
Holds the dark of the moon at night
I want the stars in my hands
To keep me warm
When you aren't around
The sun is a mere reminder
Of every day spent without you
Won't you come back inside?
It's going to rain, you'll catch a cold
Kelly Lutz Oct 2010
I'm not too up to date
On the social scene these days
Kids walkin' around wearin'
Pants that don't fit right
Either too tight or down to their *****
And they smoke a joint any chance they get
Talkin' bout how alcohol should be for kids 16 and up
Talkin' bout how thier friends are losin' their virginity
At the age I started puberty
Sayin' drugs aren't that bad
That the police are the bad people, tryin' to ruin their fun
Sayin' their friends make good parents
At the age I started puberty
And that they quit their job at that fast food place
'Cause the boss couldn't stand their tattoos anymore
But really, none of this has anythin' to do with television
Or bad parenting
Or bad influences
Or lack of an education
Really
This is how it's supposed to be
This is normal, everything is okay here
It's a generational thing
Really
Kelly Lutz Oct 2010
Stories are just another way of lying to children.
I could say I've lived in another country for the past three years.
Which one?
Irrelevant.
But they could speak english, and that's all that matters.
I once wrote a letter to the president.
He took a quote from me and put it in his speech, taking full credit!
But of course I let him for the good of our country.
Did you know, stories don't have to have beginnings or endings?
I became a professional wrestler.
How?
Irrelevant.
All that matters is that you keep the audience entertained.
Nothing. Else. Matters.
And one more thing.
Those Croc shoes..
What the **** were they thinking?
Kelly Lutz Oct 2010
If you let me go
I'll float away
Like a balloon
I refuse to be
A rock
That will just sit there
Where you left me
And hope you'll
Change your mind
And pick me back up again
To dust me off
And place me on
Your shelf
So you decide
What is to come
Before I pop
Kelly Lutz Oct 2010
You thrive
For your moment of
Artificial power
While I long
For your moment of
Artificial silence
Kelly Lutz Oct 2010
My mirror doesn't
work. When looking at it, all
I can see is you.

Your eyes were swollen.
And my heart was breaking at
the thought of your tears.

Were you me? Was I
dreaming? Some questions aren't
easily answered.

So I drew you a
pretty picture. Hope you'll love
it. Like I love you.
Kelly Lutz Oct 2010
The smell of fresh rain
And burning firewood
Is almost as nice
As the smell of your skin
The feel of the sun on my face
And feet
Is almost as nice
As the feel of your fingertips
The taste of bubblegum
And chocolate
Is almost as nice
As the taste of your tongue
The view of the moon glowing at night
And the stars' little twinkles
Is almost as nice
As your beautiful eyes watching me
The sound of birds singing
And music softly playing
Is almost as nice
As the sound of your angelic voice
Hello
Has anyone told you how great you are lately?
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