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I pray
I cry
I hold onto hope
That something
Has changed
Something was wrong
Just so you can stay
And our plans
Can follow through
You use to wake up
And call me
Your paragon of a wife
Your packing up now
And I don't want you
To ever pack up us
Because I'm afraid of being buried.
Everyday I hope things can change so you can stay...
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Remus
When I was younger
I snuck kisses to a kid
during nap time.
The teacher had to
separate us since
I wouldn't stop
kissing them.

Now eight years later
and I hate recalling the
ever so burning
memories.

People don't believe the
story.
Seeing that I'm not
attractive
and that I'm so
awkward.
They say I make it up,
but no I'm not.

I was going to marry
the kid.
I really thought I loved them.
I loved how they smelt.
Or the way they laughed.
The way they said my name made me smile.
I was a little seven year old
who fell in love.

I wonder where they are now.
But I would never know
since they shut me out of their
life.
After I left the daycare I saw them
once.
They ignored me as our mothers
spoke.
My mom got onto me for not
talking to the kid.
I couldn't bear to tell her
that I had kissed that kid
that I really had liked them.

I couldn't tell her because that kid
was a girl and I'm a girl as well.
"She'll hate me" I told myself
So I've never told her about
the shared kisses and moments
between me and that other
little seven year old.
I just needed to get this off my chest
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Hollow
This is dreaming and I know it is
Brushing against the hips of acceptance
I want to be a part of the family again
You can't sway my opinions at all

Why pretend to be afraid of me anyway
I guess bringing it up is a serious faux pas
You never want to talk about it anymore
Not since you let me go because of it

You just want to know if I have a job yet
Or some other insipid parental concerns
Am I going to settle down somewhere
Do I have someone who can help me

Is Monty the Dog eating Greenies
And am I taking my anxiety pills
Truth is, I was thinking about those
Taking them all at once the other day

I doubt that would have helped anxiety
But it would have gotten rid of the pain
Of being branded a pariah by nature
Can I please be your daughter again
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Fuji Bear
Humans are by nature
unappeasable  no matter their behavior.
As a conformist
We threaten outsiders,
Yet long to be our own person.
And individuality is no better,
We long for acceptance of
The group we once called home.
That is the nature of humans,
We viscously treat
those that are not like us.
Its no wonder so few are happy
with such constant inner confliction.
Because the human mind is
a kingdom ruled by two fears,
Fear of the unknown,
And Fear of rejection.
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Fuji Bear
Untitled?*
Oh really?
They couldn't just leave it blank?
Untitled sounds disappointed,
Like they expect every poem to have a real title.
Or that it somehow makes it less of a poem,
because it simply lacks a word at the top?
Some poems don't need a title,
& this is no exception.
If I wanted a title I would have put one,
So please just leave it be.
Unnoted
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Amanda
You shuddering with the deepest sighs,
the kinds that string the seconds within
                                                                         minutes,

snuggled within time itself

into this wisp of infinity.

I can feel my own soul cracking,
mirroring yours with blurry eyes
as your lips
say
"my very smile is a fissure of weakness."
Hey you!
Oh yes, you lovely soul.
Today, in ceramics class I made a cookie jar!
Eeeeek.
Honestly, Mayday's Terrible Things is breaking my heart in five different ways.
TIME FOR DAN + SHAY THEN.
Night sweets!
xo
 Jun 2014 Margaret
aviisevil
I will never wear a smile,
With these morbid words on my lips
Trapped inside my mind,
And I may not ever escape from it
Broken pieces of my being,
That somehow never did fit
Knocking on heavens door
As I take another hit
Moment of truth is gone,
Wish It had taken me with it
Left behind a string of lies,
Cutting me open with shards and bits
No more will I seek sunrise,
sun has fallen back to the abyss
As I walk on the road of mayhem,
every star in the sky is now lit
I burn with wrath of a million stars,
As they shine upon my scars
No more will I seek the azure
As I hold the night sky in my heart,
A blanket of dark for my tears,
That fall from the heavens lair  
But with every dusk you can hear,
On-set of my bleeding nightmares
You can run from me in the sun,
But in shadows you'll find me there
You can run from me in the day,
But at night i'll be everywhere
You could fight me when I was in pain
But how will you fight my emptiness
There's no where you can hide from me,
For I am, always will be, your darkness.
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