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 Jul 2014 mia
Marlo
Can you hear something that's
Not real?
Time is not real,
But you hear the
tick tock of a clock.
You say you're heart,
Is nonexistent; not real.
But you can hear the
thump thump
In your chest.
We used to always say we didn't have hearts.
. *** .
 Jul 2014 mia
pluie d'été
Untitled
 Jul 2014 mia
pluie d'été
forever
isn't the eternity

we were brought up
to believe

in

it ends
for the butterfly
faster
and for the blossoms
that land in your hair
sooner
 Jul 2014 mia
pluie d'été
how wise
and how kind

is never something
anyone wishes
to be

if they know
what happens
to stain you
that way
 Jul 2014 mia
Marlo
Persona
 Jul 2014 mia
Marlo
No pants.
Black tank top.
Music on.

Pills in.
Tears nonexistent.
Numb.

I think.
Try to find myself.
Who am I?
I come to a blank.

Can't find me.
Just my acts.

I swallow.

Bleeding from thighs,
Carelessly bleeding in the middle of the
family room.

Thinking.
***** rises.
I run and help it go.

Look in the mirror.
Not me.

My persona swallowed me.

Run and lay into the middle of the floor.
The rest of me sinking into hell.

I'm nothing but an act.
My day, literally.
. *** .
 Jul 2014 mia
Axonymous
You said...
 Jul 2014 mia
Axonymous
You said you love me,
but you never did.
You said you'd always be by my side,
but you never were.
You said you would keep me from falling down,
but it's too late,
cause right now,
im broken and all over the place,
while you rest in his arms tonight.
 Jul 2014 mia
pluie d'été
you forgot the ***
of daffodils
that i gave you
in autumn

and by winter
their soul
had gone
until
march
next year

their flowers
hung yellow
like tissue paper
and when the breeze
stirred them
they were dragged
by wilted stems

and drew lines
in the dust
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