Who else could make love like you?
The answer -- me.

There are so many people who do
and say controversial **** only in order
to gain the public's eye.
Not only on YouTube, take a look at that woman
who goes on Twitter and starts beef
with popular celebrities just so her name is in the news.
Tila Tequila is always posting the most
inappropriate crap, and I'm not talking about **** and *****,
I'm taking about praising ****** and mass genocide with passion.
Look at basically every successful politician
with the power of swaying the masses with
only a few words - I'm pointing at you Donald Trump.
It's ******* disgusting the lengths people can go
to get publicity, because as they say,
any publicity is good publicity, right? Wrong.
It only works because we
highlight it and glorify it,
people take sides and
the only thing left is a divide.
The only way to really stop this kind of
hate-spreading, fear mongering, classlessness
is to stop talking about them.
To completely shut them out.

But I know that's impossible, because
ridiculous as it sounds, there are going to be
people who agree with them, who will
glorify them and put them on pedestals
for being true to their cause.
So then what can we do?? I guess we continue
talking about it... and the loop goes on. 　

Humanity isn't lost, it was never there to begin with.
This is the way of humans, there's always been
the ones like Polandbananas and Tila Tequila and Donald Trump,
and there always will be. But I want to believe
that the number of people with the capacity
to love and begin the change
is greater than the number of people
who are too set in their ways
to be persuade.

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tell me again
how my beauty
compares to that
of a delicate flower
blossoming in the
hot summer sun

and how you love
all my quirks and
imperfections
because without them
I'd be exactly like
anyone else
.
.
.
tell me again
of all your plans
you have for us
to traverse the
globe with nothing
but each other
to keep us company

and how nothing
could ever get in
between us simply
because you would
never allow it and
that you would do
anything to keep
us together
.
.
.
tell me again
because if you don't
I will forget the love
you've showed me
and its place will
only be the fear
of losing you
.
.
.

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his eyes are shut, and lips parted
they taste like his dreams alive
tension slips and frustration fades
when for the night, we lie
in each others arms, a warm embrace
my face buried in the crook of his neck
and I find myself finally at peace
though few are my hours of rest
who needs sleep when I have him
how sweet he appears in his sleep
as I run my fingers through his hair
why go to bed when instead
I can watch him while he slumbers
love, the only true way to get rest

I want to get ******.
No, it's not addictive,
**** cures cancer,
Didn't you read that?
I read it somewhere,
But I don't remember.
What was that thing,
From last December?
I want to get ******,
and quiet my mind.
Smoke a bowl and chill,
Until it's almost alright.

-

i couldn't commit,
i was undecided,
then, confused, and
trying to hide it,
i kept making a mess,
so I made my choice,
there is no regrets,
*only a hole.

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******* for popping up
every time I think I'm done
******* for being you
I know, that really *****
but honestly? I miss you
you were like the only one
that I wanted to bare my soul to
what gives? **** love

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I'm doing it again
But with others now
I thought it was exclusive
But somehow
I'm doing it again
I'm not being a good friend
I'm not being a good friend

Instead of pushing
I crawl into a hole
Shut and lock the door
Knock but I wont hear you
I chose this but I didn't mean too
I deserve to be alone
*I deserve to be alone

-
What if everyone you loved,
Forgot,
And all you did,
It was for naught,
Could you stand alone,
And for every shot,
Not allow your soul,
To be bought.

When you grow up knowing someone since you could remember
Even if you're not close all those years
It feels so strange to remind yourself, their gone.

Gone in the wind, swept up in the flow
Life and death is common but now I know
That it takes whomever at will, regardless.

Today, a family comes together to mourn
The loss of a child is brutal, leaving them torn
This is for your soul, may it guide you home.

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when you wake up
feeling like a disappointment
only to end it in relief and excitement
when everything you thought could go wrong,
doesn't, and it all works itself out in the end

those are the days that remind me why
I choose to live

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and I am content
to keep dreaming
forever until death

-

In secret we laugh, touch, and dream
and I carry the shame through the day

With the cover of night and only the moon to guide us
We stroll into the dark, hands clasped and breathless
Strolling through the dark, hearing music in the distance
There is fine line between adventure and mischief
One I like to cross when I'm alone with my thoughts
Yet, I'm always accompanied by my hollowest wants
Alone in my room, the moonlight streaking through
I shouldn't be dreaming of him, I should be dreaming of you

-

Night after night, I'm left to worry that something's wrong.
Not with you, but with me.
Night after night, I dream of someone else - many someones,
Never have I met them, and never will I,

But that's not the point.
I cheat on the man I love every night in my dreams,
Through the guilt and shame, every night, I'm happy
With those I've never met, and never will.

Something must be broken in me to be content to dream.

Body

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The hell we've been through
Yet, you're not religious
You don't see the difference
I don't feel forgiveness
Yet, we're still in this

Together

-

I could cry myself to sleep
If there were anything left to cry
It's been a while yet, still I try
To forgive you, it isn't easy
To trust is so much worse
To believe you wouldn't hurt me
I only hope

-

the lyrics to Heathens

*you might be one of us

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Is it so wrong to not be friendly?
I beg you, please go away
I'm fine, truly, I promise
I just need my personal space

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my favorite poems are the ones I don't want you to read,
about more than blind love, they're about the suffering.
a contradiction, they're the ones I want you to read,
because they're filled with the words
I don't even have the courage to breath.
another thing, I want you to read this one too,
but I know I wont show it for then you'd know the truth.

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if only I could mold you
hold you and control you
change you and reshape you

if only you were mine to design

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you get everything I said
an indirect attempt
trying to confuse you is the only chance I'll get
everything.. it echos in my head
your blank stare has me trembling
with anger and regret

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No.
No I say.
So you say
you'll just go away
It use to work
I use to pray
That you didn't mean it
That you'd stay
But now I know better
I'm not going to play
The answer's still no
So go
I'll wait

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I'd tease myself but what's the point?
Smoking hot, like the end of my joint

Body blazing with untapped desires
Feel it building, as I get higher and higher

Feel it burning, my little hot box
Still I'm yearning, hear the the gun ****

Barrel to my head, still searching for pleasure
Pull the trigger already, a fruitless endeavor

-

I'm drowning
in the waves
you caused,
to pull me
from my shores
and drag me out
to you.

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You had the perfect shield
I never stood a chance
Your sunglass protection
From my halfhearted glance
I wanted to say something
But I couldn't see your face
Instead I wrung my hands
And quickly walked away

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Is it possible to feel any more dead inside?
To know that nobody is by my side..
Being told there's nothing wrong with me,
That its all pretend, to just let it be,
Hurts even more
Then being ignored.
I said I need help,
That i need it bad.
You said there's no need,
That its all in my head.
The smile is fake, and my words are lies.
Yet still you think I'm safe, that I'm fine.
I'll tell you again, in a couple days
That I need help..
You'll shoe me away.
Figure it out on your own.
Same old story I'm always told..
Inside I'm wasting away,
Replaying your words in my head,
Trying to escape to a better day..
Hearing your voice, calls me like a dare.
I listen harder, its the sound
Of no concern, no care.
It whips at my heart,
Like the sea on sand.
Tearing me apart.
Relentless.
Is it possible to feel any more dead inside?
To know I cant share with anyone by my side.
Being told there's no way out, haunts me.
That I have to face this alone and let it be.
All of this could never hurt more,
Then just plainly being ignored.

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**** is quite
disappointing
when it's you
I miss boinking

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Why do we dream the things we do?
Is it because deep down, we wish it true?
That life were a fairy tale, that we could fly?

I'd have to say no, that's not the reason why.
The dreams we receive are messages to decipher,
They are warnings against our uglier desires.

To fall prey to your dreams would be a tragedy,
It would lead you astray and quite happily
Cause you to create you're own catastrophe.

Dreams are less fairy and more a cautionary tale,
Be vigilant, watch for the warnings that are veiled.

Tonight was a metaphor for my life;
When I keep telling myself that I can't do it
There are people there who tell me I can
Who will help me through it
And as long as I am open to listen to them
And accept their help
I can do what I thought
I'd never be able to myself

I try and try and try and
you keep asking me why

I didn't know I had
A N X I E T Y
I thought I was just weird
Now I see how much of me
It's destroyed over the years
I don't go out anymore
I'm always sick with fear
I didn't know I had
A N X I E T Y
Now it's all I hear