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Bleed my name
Every single blood cell should crave my loving
Need me
[I need you to need me ]
 Aug 2016 Linda Duncan
NV
i know only how to wear this body like an apology.
like i'm sorry i take up too much space.
like i'm sorry,
i don't feel small enough to fit into your hands.
i wear it like a sin.
like a prayer that never feels answered.
like confessions i keep trying to change.
i wear it like a broken commandment,
because i love thy neighbour,
but i hate myself.
Attract what you expect,
reflect what you desire,
become what you respect,
mirror what you admire.
 Aug 2016 Linda Duncan
Hayley Ann
My life is a constant state of paranoia
The fear of always letting other people down
The fear of never having the love I once had
The fear of never accomplishing anything in life
The fear of never fulfilling my hopes and dreams
The fear of always being second best
The fear of always being compared to others
The fear of never being loved
The fear of being dismissed by the the people I care about
I was ignorant.
I didn't see the strike until it was too late.
The knife was already between shoulder blades.
And I was down on my knees begging for mercy.
You had none...

And now I can't believe;
I didn't see your narcissistic qualities.
All the signs that pointed to your cruelty.
How every word you said was meant to destroy me.
But now I can...

And I'm never coming back.
I gave you chance after chance,
to make your amends.
And when you didn't,
I had to forgive it;
and move on...
It's days like these
where I sometimes wonder
Who loved who first?
and who will stop loving
the other first?
It's always there in the back of my mind.
There is a day when dreams are
Exiled, left to waste away --
The dry sands of tomorrow.
Magnificent dreams,
Too daring, ambitious, demanding,
Cast aside, in hopes that they’ll
Flourish on their own.
We’ll dream once more…
Tomorrow

There is a day when opportunities
Are swallowed by the tides,
And sink to fathomless trenches
Never to be seen again,
For there might be another one…
Tomorrow.

There is a day when unspoken words
With the potential to change a life sit
In one’s tongue, embittering over time,
Since someone else will speak them…
Tomorrow.

There is a day when the Earth will perish
By exploitive and negligent hands.
We were all aware of what was to come,
So let us amend our ways...
Tomorrow.

Somethings simply just cannot wait.
Perhaps tomorrow is a day too late.
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