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Nov 2017 · 128
Untitled
Megan E Gibbons Nov 2017
If you see me you will say sorry
If you seen me you would have said sorry
Sorry, but I don't want forced affection anymore
It's not consistent
it feels uncomfortable now
Actually it hurts even more
Nov 2017 · 117
Covered in blood
Megan E Gibbons Nov 2017
If I was covered in blood u might think I killed somebody if I was covered in blood you would call the ambulance if I was covered in blood you would be terrified for my life. You would probably just feel bad for me and think how young I am. But I feel bad for you and I know your age.
Oct 2016 · 155
Untitled
Megan E Gibbons Oct 2016
No one is safe and sound
One of the most dangerous things to do
is to love
One of the most dangerous things
Is the absent of love
No one is safe and sound.
Sep 2016 · 651
Palm Trees
Megan E Gibbons Sep 2016
You say you were born to sway
like the palm trees
in the night of day
you were born this way

You say you couldn't help but sway
in the night of day in the light of day

I say you were born to stay
with a palm in my hand
Like the palms trees firm within the pavement in the light of day
you were meant to sway
firm with in the cement a sway that puts me to rest
you were meant to stay
Aug 2016 · 126
addict's lover
Megan E Gibbons Aug 2016
I'm broken
I'm evil
I live for the day
I lived for the night
I lived for you
Now I live for me
Going deeper than me
Deeper within the night
So I can feel closer to you
You who I loved
You who I can change
You who couldn't change
For me or for yourself
I love you
And you will always out weigh the bad
Out weigh the evil
You'd out weighed me
Mar 2016 · 600
I would rather be with you
Megan E Gibbons Mar 2016
I would rather
Have *** before marriage than get married for ***
I would rather
Be with a wise man than a foolish one
I would rather
Be outside of the church than in the church
I would rather
Be looked at by your eyes than haughty eyes
I would rather be with you.
You who makes me sweet
You who's filled with heaven's beat
You who likes me for me
You
You are thoughtful
You are kind
You are gentle
You are patient, understanding
You are filled with integrity
That is why I say,
"I would rather be outside of the church than in the church"
I would rather be where you are
Personal*
Mar 2016 · 162
Start with Me
Megan E Gibbons Mar 2016
I would like to start with you
But you won't see us through
You say I’m too young and unexperienced
So much so that it's scares you
You say we are in different paths
Now I would like to make sure of that
I would have liked to start with you
But you won't see us through
Feb 2016 · 300
The Lamb
Megan E Gibbons Feb 2016
I saw this snake with the biggest lump.
The lump was still moving so she must have just swallowed whatever it was.
I talked to the snake--because snakes talk—
And was like, “hey what did you just eat?”
She was like, “The most pure, white lamb you would have ever seen?”
The snake kept talking so highly of this pure, white lamb, it was really weird, like really weird.
So I thought of something insane.
Could this pure, white, lamb be talking through the skin of a snake?
Is the snake a costume?
Is it a disguise?
Not realizing I was thinking out loud, the snake sunk her head.
"It ***** to be used, and I’d rather not be eaten alive.” she said
I was like “cool “ trying to hide the awkwardness I felt
She was like, yeah it’s cool, until you've been here for so long that your real skin becomes one with your disguised skin
…I wish I never thought out loud because now I feel depressed.
So I walked away, with my head sunk.
I felt guilty leaving the distressed animal.
To make me feel better, I acted as if the snake was truly a snake who just ate a fine-*** lamb and was b.s.-ing me to bring me closer. Closer so she can squeeze the light out of me.
I felt better the farther I walked away from her.
Feb 2016 · 287
Modern Lover
Megan E Gibbons Feb 2016
I’m on Spotify
I like to see if you are online
I like to hear what you hear
I like to look up the lyrics
of the songs you play
I’d like to walk in your mind someday
by Vashti Bunyan
I posted that one in my playlist labeled with a capital “X”
I’m not sure why I labeled it that
But that playlist is how I feel about you
I like what you play when you are on spotify
I think we have a lot in common
Musically
and I wonder why we can’t hangout anymore
Or why you haven’t even tried
Feb 2016 · 314
Mom
Megan E Gibbons Feb 2016
Mom
Love is fulfilling, but it can be hard to receive
The only love that i know to be constant
seems so out of reach its hard to believe
Love is fulfilling, it’s easier to give
Filled with believing I am loved even if it’s not true
My mom said brain washing is a good thing
It’s a cleansing of the mind
But mom I feel wiped clean
What will relate me to man
The only love I know to be constant
is so out of reach its hard to believe.
Feb 2016 · 108
Untitled
Megan E Gibbons Feb 2016
She was scared of falling,
She fell,
She was relieved,
She was not used to flying
She didn't like it,
She thought, "Too much risk."
Jan 2016 · 188
The Drum
Megan E Gibbons Jan 2016
To be stretched and pulled
Hurts
But to be set up and not played on
Hurts the most.
Jan 2016 · 213
Untitled
Megan E Gibbons Jan 2016
I saw this snake with the biggest lump
The lump was still moving
She must have just swallowed whatever it was.
I talked to the snake--because snakes talk—
And was like, “hey what did you just eat?”
She was like, “Ummmm, the most pure, white lamb you would have ever seen?”
The snake kept talking so highly of this pure, white lamb, it was really, really weird. Like really weird.
Like it’s a freakin lamb, not Beyonce…
So I thought something ludicrous.
Could this pure, white, lamb be talking through the skin of a snake?
Is the snake a costume?
Is it a disguise?
Not realizing I was thinking out loud, the snake sunk her head.
Intrigued, I asked, “Why hide? Why not just be you, like I’m me?”
The snake was like, “Oh I’m sorry, are you Beyonce??”
And I was like “giveuhhhhh, like I care?!”
But I did care and that was effed up to say…
Anyways, she said that she wants to live, so she has to be a snake.
"It ***** to be used, and I’d rather not be eaten alive."
I was like, "oh that’s cool."
She was like, yeah it’s cool, until you've been here for so long that your real skin becomes one with your disguised skin
…I wish I never thought out loud because now I feel depressed.
So I walked away, with my head sunk.
I felt guilty leaving the distressed animal.
To make me feel better, I acted as if the snake was truly a snake who just ate a fine-*** lamb and was b.s.-ing me to bring me closer. Closer so that she can squeeze the light right out of me.
I felt better the farther I walked away from her.
And by the way, I am Beyonce, you *****.
My mom told me that this isn't a poem.

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