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you read your books
to keep the hope alive
that you'll survive
sneak on past the diatribe

your coat is crusted with critiques
words you've heard
sleeves scorched by stricture
distorted scripture

thread these lines through your hair
bathe your soul in self-help
literary showers
get empowered

rinse
repeat
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there are stains behind these eyes
blot the skies
dot the i's
have i finally realized

pointing at my own reflection
aimed affection
i've changed my cadence
left the latence
my past and present act as remnants
an artifact
a beautiful reminder when i look back

coming together
Jordan Leisure Dec 2021
there are stains behind these eyes
blot the skies
dot the i's
have i constructed my own demise

pointing at my own reflection
aimed abjection
i've changed my cadence
lived in latence
my past and present act as remnants
an artifact
a stark reminder of what i lacked

coming undone
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i check out my reflection
red eye, edit that
find a filter to cut out the fat

moments measured by mentions
i pin down the acne
please "at me"
index my life with my index finger
eyes linger
losing sanity to vanity
i sculpt this life
     so you can indulge
and i can
     divulge
that today
i'm doing
okay

i check out my reflection
feed me some reception
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my heart bleeds more ink
than it ever did while loving you
Jordan Leisure Dec 2021
those busy boy days
where we roamed hallways
dropped cash on comics we didn't need
stocked the shelves full of books and dvd's

it's easy to call those the good old days
when life grinds and halts and closes pathways
we sit in steam rooms of sentimentality
breathe nostalgia through our nostrils

there's beauty in the memories
but life's greatest gift is we never stop creating them
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why is there pressure behind these eyes
the darkness wraps it's malevolent mitts around my throat
sanity lacking sentience
how do i control the chaos?

it's hard to breathe at the bottom of the ocean
cuticles cracking
torso thrashing
i'm sinking while swimming
screaming while grinning
dreaming of sinning or of new beginnings

nightly narcotic
forever aphotic
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