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The first night you told me
all about your last
failed suicide attempt;
we cried,
we kissed,
I tried to help
but you never got better.
But for someone fighting
their own demons,
you had no trouble
telling that boy
that no one would miss him
if he were gone.
We are all manipulating this social machine,
I wish more people would dream (like me).

What seems inspiring? Be visionary!
Take leave of these social machinations,
Overthrow the magistracy.

We all have an expiration date
so best get the ball going. Be brave,
Scare us, I want to see heads rolling.

Life can be explained in a two-syllable phonetic:
Be, leave; believe
Phonetica duumvirate.
 Oct 2013 Melissa B C
heather
absurd
 Oct 2013 Melissa B C
heather
rational minds
seeking structure
in a
universal
soup
demanding
answers to
only be faced
with
'return to sender.'

mother nature
is one
stubborn
old broad,
must be
where we
got it
from.
 Oct 2013 Melissa B C
heather
i ran out of distractions
now melancholy fills
the room.
 Oct 2013 Melissa B C
Jeremy Duff
Happy Birthday to me.
So light me up a cigarette
and get the water boiling.

Kiss me on the cheek
and I'll kiss yours,
now how about pizza, I'm buying.

Take me to a movie,
but smoke me out first,
buy me a soda, it doesn't have to be a large.

I'm a week older than I was last week,
and seventeen years older than when I was born.
But don't worry about numbers, just give me a hug.
I fell in love with you the night we said goodbye
You left me breathless and shattered in your white t-shirt
The rain still echoes on my shoulders, on your shoulders
I hear the alarm going off at 4am
I hear you crawling out of bed, packing
I hear the fog rising at dusk
I hear the car tires on the crumbled pavement
I hear your last whisper
I hear silence.
Silence for months, darkness
for months
Distance
Depression
Love
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