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Molly Pendleton Nov 2011
I am a human being

Love thrives in my chest

Fresh faced, new, blissfully unaware

Or as some would say


Ignorant


Until all the bigots see

With their blind eye's view

They are traumatized to realize

That my love will be


Her's
Molly Pendleton Nov 2011
I try to grasp

That beautiful girl’s hand

Before she flies away


Inspiration!


I cry out loudly

The warmth in mind

Already starting to fade


Gone?
Molly Pendleton Nov 2011
Rain

Drizzles

Down

On pavement

And eyelashes

It’s cold

Wet

Red

Blood
Molly Pendleton Nov 2011
It hurt
When your hand
Slipped away from mine
It hurt slightly worse
When your blade
Took mine
Molly Pendleton Nov 2011
Lips

Peculiar

Yours?

Vanilla

Sharp

Blades

Am I dying?
Molly Pendleton Nov 2011
Regard
Gaze and contemplate
My milk skin

Ashen
Disrupted only
By my scars

Others
They gawk and ogle
Yours on mine

Ebon
Smooth and oh so dark
When near white

Color?
I’d go blind before
Seeing love

As black and white
Molly Pendleton Nov 2011
Pond water life
So dark; so dim
With muddy rings
Of exhaustion

Glossed over blues
Hardly ripple
With signs of life
Or emotion

Dipping inside
The sluggish pool
Her body; now ****
Stirs the surface

Reawakens
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