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Metronome Dec 2015
My stomach churns
The cocoons in my stomach are hatching
The butterflies are coming out
My ***** is colorful
My heart is powerful
These feelings I feel
I've only felt one other time
This time for a girl I just met
Her smile reminds me of a powerful beam of light
******* blinding
So gorgeous.
So lucky
**But cursed
Kinda old. But at the end of all of this I'm actually with this girl now... Happy days
Metronome Mar 2015
I have abandonment issues
Maybe that’s why I developed my anxiety
I cherish love and intimate moments
Although I have never felt truly loved
So when I receive affection
I get attached horribly
I’m “too” intense
I've been told that
I feel like a loser
Maybe I’m better off alone
Maybe I’ll learn to love myself more
Poorly written.
Conceptual
These are going to be drafts and first takes.
Hopefully I improve.
Metronome Jun 2014
I spawn love,
Is it a bliss or a curse?
Or is it for the sake of my ignorance
That when I look at my reflection
I see myself, screaming and crying
And I do nothing to help myself
Metronome Sep 2013
Is there a heaven for me?
The remnants of my life
Only filled with ill-disposed darkness
Living with an unstable family of alkali metals
It's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me
Unable to grasp the simple point of living
Living in a world filled with corresponding atoms
Atoms that don't combine only collide
To form an atomic bomb
Waiting to explode
I'm just looking for a solution
To the problem that's within us all.
The point of living in a world
ill-disposed with darkness
Thoughts.

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