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Lana Stevens Jan 2017
Wore my heart on my sleeve now I'm wishing I could wish back the days
The memories stuck they won't fade away
Forget them all the same, got no one else to blame
In love I'll never claim, I'll never change
Lana Stevens Nov 2016
My own best friend
From the womb 'til the end I'll remain my own best friend

I loved myself first.
I loved 'til I burst.
Learned that love was a curse.

So I'll remain my own best friend

The most loyal
The most independent
The one you'll never forget

The one that got away
The one you wish had stayed
The one who's got you hella bent

Now you're wishing you would have confessed it
Shuffling through "what if's"
But this Queen is a gift you never opened
The player never wins

Ima be my own best friend
From my beginning to my end
Lana Stevens Aug 2016
Mamas been stressing'
thinks I'm running too fast
Scared ima slip back to my past ways cause I'm frozen in old days where heartbeats don't last

Run run run
For no one to keep tabs on the girl who woke up sleeping on ash
Lana Stevens Jul 2016
He is nothing but a flash of deja vu!

Nothing!
NOTHING
Nothing more, nothing less.

I knew better
I always do.
But something about you,
dangerous but beautiful you

What if you & I weren't the same?
What if you stopped playing games?
What if I could open my mouth & let my mind sing out?
What if I wasn't afraid of vulnerability?
What if you loosened your grip on me?

Different man, same shame
The common denominator in this equation.

He thinks this ***** a game
Like tampering with the most vital ***** to my survival isn't going to **** me!
He wants me dead.
A game of tug-o-war and I'm losing

but what for??????

He's a coward just like me
Little does he know I'm so into my mind I've already searched his


The Arms Length Inn
1111 ******* LANE
Los Angeles, CA, 90028
Lana Stevens Jun 2016
"Welcome to the Arms Length Inn!
It is so nice to have you!!!"
      --    

Four walls. Two doors.
One entrance, same exit.

You had one shot, a pound of rock, and a couple of skeletons in your suitcase.
So afraid of falling the devil saw his opening.
You followed him, let him lead.
I heard the enemy giggle as my beloved grinded his teeth.

He just wanted to fly!

Stuck on this medicine that makes him feel like himself again.
He's healed! He's cured!
But he's still unsure.

He watches me through tired eyes
Eyes that watch the sun set, then the sun rise

The man with a million moves
The man with a lot to prove
The man who longs for a good woman but doesn't know what to do with one!

The man who wastes no time except for yours,
      except for mine
The man who believes his own lies when he types,


"...the bring home to mom type..."

     ya ******* right,
      ya ******* right,

blah blah blah
talk that ****


but you **** right


"Welcome to the Arms Length Inn.
It is so nice to have you."
Lana Stevens Jun 2016
They shined so bright. Brighter than a diamond, brighter than the sun. I saw so much light in the two almonds I stared into. The perfect shade of brown, to match the melanin protecting him.

Perfect together, the pair.

They fluttered so fast like they didn’t want to miss a thing, like they wanted to fly away. Couldn’t get them to hold your affections forever, they quickly broke my gaze.

I think it made them nervous to look at me so honestly. I could smell the herb, skunky like OG. I could see the cares lift away with a puff, puff, and a pass. The familiarity was instant. Looking as smooth as your words I got lost in them. Tripped and stumbled down to familiarity again. Lana in Lannyland falling for that gaze like a sin.

— The End —