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Miranda Renea May 2014
Resplendent is the End.
Music for silence; how
Bewitching is the Earth
Yearning for the Sun.
Like lovers and their
Cigarettes -- we fall in
Love with our destruction.
Miranda Renea Apr 2014
The cloud on fire
Cried hearts and I
Jumped into puddles.
It looked at me
With bloodshot eyes
So I offered a cig.
Miranda Renea Apr 2014
We all
Dance around
A fire with lipstick
On our cheeks in lines
                                     Powdered in patterns that*                              will
                         ­           Accentuate the contours of our                      bodies
                                ­     Symbols written  in eyeliner so                     daintily
                                  Adorned like ink meeting paper                        we are
                             Decadent 287 temptation 285 ****** 307      flame 300
                          The savages you have created with media       we chant
                         Eninimef  eninimef  eninimef  eninimef      we chant

                         In a circle circulating the world with our starving
                         Bodies that whisper of synthetic beauty     and
                    Neglect naked and perverse we are posing
                   For your cameras capturing exploitation
                   And degradation because ****** 307  we
                    Are ****** 307 temptation 285 the savages
   You          have created with media eninimef we chant
We are      the heat of broken records and burnt out cigs
  Play us   like  your out of tune guitar our G-strings are so
   Much more loose unlike the noose of your hands grazing

      Our skin we sing what you want no matter how deep
No matter how long the song we are exactly what
You want *the savages you have created of me –
The savages you have created with media –
Eninimef  eninimef eninimef eninimef
We chant – we chant – we chant – we
Decadent 287 temptation 285
****** 307 flame 300
I tried to make it in the shape of a flame, but the website's formatting made it difficult, in word it isn't so choppy.
Miranda Renea Apr 2014
You're using me. And I can't tell if
You're too stupid to notice or
I'm too stupid to care but
Let me tell you, I am sick
Of this degrading routine.
And I'm the perfect girl, aren't I?
Take the naive ******, so easy to train,
To use so easily for pleasure but
Never give it back because
I'm too inexperienced to know
What I deserve from a man.
But then again,
Maybe you couldn't deliver because
You're just a boy with loose pants and
Lying hands.
Yes, train me, keep me like your pet,
Call me at 3 AM because you just
Broke up with your girlfriend, but
Send me home at 3 AM when
I'm too drunk to stand and
****, I called you my friend?
No wonder you never want to talk,
The only time you want me to use my mouth
Is when you're using it to gag me with your ****.
And even then, you won't even kiss me. Well,
You *******, read these lips;
**** it yourself.
I'm really ****** and needed to get this off my chest. Might make it into a slam?
Miranda Renea Apr 2014
From the perspective of
A girl whose demons escaped
Through red ribbons sewn on wrists,
And whose thoughts wished to follow
The drain that contained them;*

Stop glorifying your shame,
Your ****** poems do nothing
To stop the pain and tears
Are not beautiful. No love
Will ever suffice, except
Yours.

*From the perspective of
A survivor whose smile reflects
The love of her name, and never
Ceases to see from what place
She came.
Miranda Renea Apr 2014
I close my eyes;
Satin tree breath gently
Tousling my hair in the middle
Of a green ocean; A bright
Globe of smiles placing
One on my face.
I see voices all around me,
Music stretching its legs
While colors dance tauntingly
Around it.

I open my eyes and laugh
At the way I've chosen to see
The world today.
Miranda Renea Mar 2014
Cab
I speak to the reflection
In the cab's smooth windows;
To the cautious -- what is life
Without uncertainty?
To the adventuresome --
But at what cost does this come?
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