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 Dec 2016 Natasha Ivory
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Despite how it looks, I forget about you a lot,
I think I do, at least, I've gotten better this year.
This semester took me for a spin, I threw up everything,
but I threw out nothing, just tucked away our belongings,
they gather dust but they wouldn't burn so I kept them,
I've gotten better this year, I think I have at least
It's funny how in March I thought I was dying and
since then I've been using the same sheets because
they smell like you.


You are at the bottom of my cup,
you are residue I didn't finish up,
you are left behind,
bitter taste in my mouth,
you are what I complain about,
but I still make time every day,
to drink until I'm sick,
just to make sure you're still there,
and to feel just as pathethic
Mothers are drowning their
children and piercing
hearts with nails
because they
fear ISIS

and Jordanian
military will
eventually
slaughter
them like

goats.
I miss you
I don't know why.
We talked yesterday

Yes,
I remember how your eyes sparkled
Two rings of a bistre fire
Shining with a midnight's glow
I remember how I was lost in them

I wish that your hand was still in mine
How I wish I could pull you close to me
To share just one more moment with you
Instead of wasting away
With the night's howls as my only companion

Maybe, I just miss your comfort
No matter
I could use your warmth right about now

Comfort
Yeah, I miss that
A true story. Enjoy
Tonight we're having a big feast
in the great city of sin
I'm about to unleash the beast
Let this party for players begin

The soft, green cloth beneath my fingers
The shiny deck of cards
The joy when the dealer bust still lingers
Wont you please send my regards

The tingling inside when the Ace says hello
The kick when the King joins in
The Queen is also welcome to the show
And the Jack can bring his twin

Race doesn't matter at this gathering
Both blacks and reds look swell
When diamonds and spades are scattering
You can invite hearts and clubs aswell

The bets are getting higher and higher
My wallet is getting thin
I hardly ever get what I desire
Cause the house will always win

At first I thought I had control
But suddenly I was unstable
I had lost my entire bank roll
At the end of the Black Jack table
It doesn't matter
When I met you
I knew it was gonna last forever
Whether it was mutual
Or not
Emotions
Run down my eyes to my face
I could not speak
To never ever replace
I was trapped
In time and space
I was forever lonely
Fallen from my grace
The truth is hard but clearly
I had cracked the case
Flying high above me as I cry
A bird circled as if to place
I heard nothing that day no sounds in my head
Silent raindrops fell for me to taste
No surprises any more just ghosts in the night I chase
Emotional turmoil
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