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finders keepers



loosers weepers
Jan 2016 · 99
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chris Jan 2016
if it feels good

      
if it tasted good*

             *it must be mine
-brendon urie
Jan 2016 · 198
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chris Jan 2016
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I don’t want an end, I just want a new beginning
Jan 2016 · 78
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chris Jan 2016
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i would destroy
myself to fix you
Jan 2016 · 90
chris Jan 2016
why can't you be here
Jan 2016 · 152
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chris Jan 2016
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you have so much rare potential
to be decent in this corrupt world.

i could teach you a thing or two
about living in this chaos.

i'd love to see your eyes
spark with new knowledge.

like a raging fire,
intense, surreal, beautiful.
Jan 2016 · 299
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chris Jan 2016
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.                 cur              f              w                 d               dis              and p
    A                sed          iend         rought       eath             ease                 ain.
               bles              fr               b                 br           and                     ag
Jan 2016 · 155
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chris Jan 2016
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"we're weirdos,
                           *and that's who we are.

*and it's fine."
Jan 2016 · 124
***
chris Jan 2016
***
tonight
i came home
drunk
not on beer
not *****
or wine
or any sort of alcohol
but on* your lips
only
which drove me away
from this place
even if it was
*for a few minutes
Jan 2016 · 112
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chris Jan 2016
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i don't want to get drunk with you
because i'm terrified
of saying all the words
i swallow down
while sober
Jan 2016 · 109
chris Jan 2016
because nothing ***** more than feeling all
alone...no matter how many people are around
Jan 2016 · 105
please
chris Jan 2016
love me like you do*
               *like you do
Jan 2016 · 185
o n c e
chris Jan 2016
once upon a time
a young girl became two
and with each and every day
that passed, a child would
grow more and more to life

once upon a time
a young girl feared
she would not be good enough
for her child

once upon a time
a young girl birthed
a child that would love her
unconditionally, forever and more
because that is a love
no boundaries will hold
Jan 2016 · 170
~
chris Jan 2016
~
come back to me, i need you here,*
                                                   *here in my life
Jan 2016 · 128
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chris Jan 2016
i stopped chasing
when i knew it
was pointless;
and the paths you'd take me
were endless.

i stopped chasing
because
you would always pretend
like i caught you
and then make me play tag
all over again.

but you would always
make your own rules
so i would never catch you.

i never had a chance.
i never would have won,
anyways.
never
Jan 2016 · 71
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chris Jan 2016
o
i'm sorry for breaking your heart

but you seem to not care anymore
Jan 2016 · 175
chris Jan 2016
isn't it weird
how you can go from being everything
to nothing in the blink of an ignored text message

you can talk for months straight
maybe even years
about everything and nothing

you can know more about each other
than anyone has ever known before

and then one day
one of you decides it's enough
and you stop replying
and you stop trying
and it's just over

no words to break it off
no heartfelt goodbyes

just a bunch of broken promises
and stories that will never find their endings

it's just cut off
and you go on with your lives
never bothered to look back
Jan 2016 · 298
chris Jan 2016
i'm at a payphone,
                
trying to call home

     *all of my change i spent on you


                              where have the times gone,

                                        baby, it's all wrong
                       *where are the plans we made for two?
maroon 5
Jan 2016 · 102
chris Jan 2016
hello?
       *it's me


   i was wondering if after all this time, you'd like to meet

          to go over,
                             everything

      *they say that time's supposed to heal ya,
but i ain't done much healing..
Jan 2016 · 155
chris Jan 2016
I THINK IF YOYU AND MY STOMACH CHURNS
BUT NOT IN THE BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY WAY,
ITS MORE LIKE A SWIRLING TORNADO STORMING
IN MY SOUL AND DESTROYING EVERYTHING IN
ITS PATH
Jan 2016 · 268
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chris Jan 2016
she started

drinking liquor

again because

everything tastes

sweeter without

conscious thoughts

attached.
jack daniels
Jan 2016 · 7.5k
r e m i n d e r:
chris Jan 2016
before you **** yourself,
just remember
that there are
places you have not been
and things you have not seen.
and poems to awe
art to draw
fields to walk through,
people to talk to,
music to take in,
games to win,
and books to be read.

so why,
oh why
do you wish
to be dead?
it's your life
but the people
around you
get hurt too.
Jan 2016 · 125
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chris Jan 2016
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today in science class, i learned
every cell in our entire body
is replaced every seven years

how lovely it is to know
one day i will have a body
you will have never touched
science, year 9
Jan 2016 · 519
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chris Jan 2016
the trees did not complain
the day we carved our initials
into their calloused skin

and isn't it sad that something
so beautiful would put up with
that pain for a love that
would not last?
Jan 2016 · 105
s h o t
chris Jan 2016
i took one shot

every time i wanted to open my skin

it burned
                                                                                                               my throat

instead of

                                                                                                                my wrist

but after i spoke to you

i think i would've been better off bleeding
drunk poems #1
Jan 2016 · 147
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chris Jan 2016
b b
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                 black balloons




                                                 in your eyes

                          tell me

                          that

                                                                  floating

is underrated.
Jan 2016 · 139
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chris Jan 2016
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i wish you would say my name

           just to hear how it sounds
             (from those lips)
                        (your lips)


; i wonder how i taste
           (like coffee, or rain?)


                        and if you'd say it again
                           (and roll me on your tongue)
                    , whispering at the delicacy.





                                                                                     (you taste like cinnamon.)
Jan 2016 · 229
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chris Jan 2016
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id never
felt
what it feels like
to be truly loved
yet,
when i was
enveloped in
your arms
i felt
like
i was wanted
and i've never felt
what a real home
should feel like
but,
when i'm
with you
i feel like
i'm sitting by a fireplace
and everything
about you
is so cozy

your eyes.
your everything.
you.
Jan 2016 · 83
j u s t
chris Jan 2016
whether it's
alcohol
drugs
self harm
or whatever

"just three"
always turns into
"just six"
which turns into
"just twenty"

and before you know it
you''re in too deep
you can't even control it
your own mind

you just
cut
drink
smoke
purge

and i cannot be stopped
Jan 2016 · 113
. . .
chris Jan 2016
you came into my life
at a bad time
when i truly hated who i was
and what i had become
i was broken
damaged
fading

but you fought your way in
and saved me

you loved me
and by doing so
you made me
love myself too.
rise after falling
Jan 2016 · 115
blackout
chris Jan 2016
nothing
is like
i                           think        it

                 is
                i         never     imagined           anger

        is the machine that kills
Jan 2016 · 205
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chris Jan 2016
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i want you to show me
the deepest part
of your consciousness

i want to see the twisted thoughts
the monsters
the horrors
that keep you up
screaming
late into the night

i want to understand
the intricate
and fragile design
that is your mind

i want to meet your demons
and hear the things
they whisper in your ear

i want to hold your hand
as they tear you
apart
so you know
that you are not alone
Jan 2016 · 127
chris Jan 2016
WHO CARES HOW HIGH I FILL THE
BATH WATER WHEN I'M ALREADY IN
OVER MY HEAD I DON'T REMEMBER
WHAT IT'S LIKE TO SLEEP NO
MATTER HOW OFTEN I SAY I AM
GOING TO BED AND DON'T *******
TOUCH ME BECAUSE I'LL PROBABLY
SHATTER AND FOR GOD'S SAKE
DON'T ASK ME WHAT IS THE MATTER
Jan 2016 · 106
c r a z y
chris Jan 2016
isn't it crazy
how one hit by a car
driven by a foolish drunk man
can turn your entire life upside down

how it can bruise and abuse your soul
take away everything your heart holds

slam your brain through the wall
making regrets and memories
the pain of your soul
torture you with
the loss of your
loved ones
Jan 2016 · 101
chris Jan 2016
i want to drink my sadness down
smoke away the pain and kiss until
i can no longer remember what i was
trying to forget

i want to feel something other than
this heavy pressure on my chest that
continues to grow stronger filling with
more burdens that will one day suffocate
me
Jan 2016 · 90
chris Jan 2016
"when can i see you again?"
Jan 2016 · 97
chris Jan 2016
if i was your star, then you were my sky
if i was your answer, then you were my why
if i was you flower, then you were my trees
if i was your river, then you were my sea

i always loved you more

than you did me
Jan 2016 · 95
chris Jan 2016
"it's going to be alright"

"how do you know?"
"how do you know if it's going to get better?"
"you don't know me."

"because i love you"
"and i will never let you go,"
"no matter what happens,"
"i will always love you"
"and stay by your side"
Jan 2016 · 102
chris Jan 2016
i can drink until i forget how

to walk

talk

and what my name is

but there's not enough alcohol

on the planet

to make me

forget

about

you
Jan 2016 · 120
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chris Jan 2016
the day i leave this town
i won't know what to do

because, like i,
this verse won't rhyme

when it's missing you
Jan 2016 · 238
2:17 am
chris Jan 2016
let me drown in the rain,
i hear the droplets hitting the roof
calling my name

so small and insignificant,
each drop is, just like myself
but together, thousands of drops
come together and create a storm

but for me, i only have myself
and my thoughts
that terrorise my dreams

so let me drown in the rain
and perhaps bring me to a new horizon,
or end my pain.
s.w.
Jan 2016 · 335
chris Jan 2016
HE SAID MY GOD YOU ARE
PRETTY BUT MAN ARE YOU
DUMB* // YOU LET EVERYBODY
TREAT YOU LIKE A PIECE OF
GUM // HOW DOES IT FEEL TO
KNOW THAT EVERYONE //
WILL CHEW YOU RIGHT UP AND
SPIT YOU OUT WHEN THEY'RE
DONE *//
Jan 2016 · 110
chris Jan 2016
YOU SPEND SO
MUCH TIMES TELLING
YOURSELF YOU'RE
OKAY THEN YOU
REALIZE YOU'RE
NOT OKAY BUT
BY THEN YOU END
UP DROWNING
IN YOUR OWN
******* THOUGHTS
Jan 2016 · 106
chris Jan 2016
i dont wanna be with somebody else
              
besides you
Jan 2016 · 124
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chris Jan 2016
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i want to get under your skin
Jan 2016 · 185
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chris Jan 2016
when i say
those words
i am fat
other people stop
and ask
well what does that make me?
my warped thoughts
only apply
also the valleys and folds
of my own decaying body

to me--
you are beautiful
Jan 2016 · 188
chris Jan 2016
i lit blunts
and you drank whiskey
and the mix of smoke
and alcohol on our tongues
tasted like love
but when my lungs emptied
and your vision unblurred
we left each other
just as lonely as before
Jan 2016 · 123
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chris Jan 2016
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even though their mind is
clouded with the haze of alcohol,
they get into a car, to drive home,
feeling like they're invincible and
immortal, when

just a few seconds
later,

they're dead.
Jan 2016 · 1.0k
prom poem
chris Jan 2016
i went to a party, mom
i remembered what you said
you told me not to drink, mom
so i drank soda instead
i felt really proud inside, mom
the way you said i would
i didn't drink and drive, mom
even though the others said i should
i know i did the right thing, mom
i know you're always be right
now the party is finally ending, mom
as everyone drives out of sight
as i got into my car, mom
i knew id get home in one piece
because the way you raised me, mom
so responsible and sweet
i started to drive away, mom
but as i pulled onto the road,
the other car didn't see me, mom
and it hit me like a load
as i lie here on the pavement, mom
i hear a policeman say the other guy is drunk, mom
and now i'm the one who will pay
i'm lying here dying, mom
i wish you'd get here soon
how come this happened to me, mom?
my life burst like a balloon
there is blood all around me, mom
most of it is mine
i hear the paramedic say, ill be dead in a short time
i just wanted to tell you, mom
i swear i didn't drink
it was the others, mom, the others didn't think
he didn't know where he was going, mom
he was probably at the same party as i was
the only difference is, mom
he drank and i will die

why do people drink, mom?
it can ruin your whole life

i'm feeling sharp pains now, mom
pains just like a knife

the guy who hit me is walking, mom
i don't think it's fair
-unknown
Jan 2016 · 170
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chris Jan 2016
his laziness built
the pyramids

and
his solitude
was a
knife
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