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Lonerblues Jun 2019
There is this sense of home,
Where it feels like a doormat was
Placed under my feet & I’m able to walk bare
            & Feel free.
         This is when the ongoing noise that rushes
in like currents drowns out in the background, and no static is left into the land of peace.

   All I hear is the sighs, the morsel of a hum, and your clock spinning & echoing like a drum.

I feel at ease & nothing no longer consumes me.
Lonerblues Apr 2019
I’m tucked between the ruggedness of wired fences and tugging hands
Grasping my heart with hungry fingers ready to rip in shreds
I’m tired of feeling so lost beyond words
By men that love to throw me on the ground with worms.
Lonerblues Nov 2018
Each flick of your golden smile is pressed onto me like an envelope
And I pour the unscripted ink just for you to rewrite the story of my life
stamp it in the depths of my soul
Lonerblues Sep 2018
His hands reminded me of a painting
so delicate
something I wasn’t
But like every admirer
I wanted to.
Lonerblues Sep 2018
Let me write a poem about you
I’ll paint you in the prettiest picture & keep your demons locked away in my ink
Both can ****
        The only difference is
                      Cigarettes shatter lungs
         She shatters everything

            I remembered the first moment
my lips pressed the filter
     as I lit it up breathed it all
                savored every smoke
       as if we covered up painful lies
        in a container of painkillers

The same way  
we used to pressed our lips
     sparked something between us
           savored every moment we had
    as if our love was a rose
               in a valley of tulips
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