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Heartbreak Poems Writ After Midnight Poems writ after midnight Effervesce intensity, how can it be, both an Awakening, a dreading, a deadening? Volcano in the chest, bullet in the head, Cry stifled, but heard blocks away, Almost reaching a house where you live Poems writ after midnight Presage dread of day soon to start, Come forth more effortlessly, Spill, soil, stain - simultaneous - pillow, cheek, us. Rivulets of senses aflame, Police cars and fire engines scream warning, coming, Roaring warning lights of silent pain, heard blocks away, Almost reaching a house where you live It's June and from hallways and town streets, Your shadow will disappear, graduate, not from, but to You-know-where, the place where Emo music is born and screamos die, Same **** place that Poems come from after midnight Offered emollients, creams, stupid words, Drugs, hugs, catch phrases that never soothe, irritate hurt worse, The only word in the universe of words I can't explain A four letter gift my lover 'presented' and It is pain Read somewhere some poems never end, Now I understand that better, Cause there are no bandages, stitches that can close, Cause there are no pills, switches that can shut off, The ripping sound, the cutting noise, the raging inside Heard blocks away, almost reaching a house where you live, And dying in the same **** place that Poems come from after midnight. 5:16 am forever
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 5:17 AM UTC
When I Was Sixteen: Heartbreak Poems Writ After Midnight
Heartbreak Poems Writ After Midnight Poems writ after midnight Effervesce intensity, how can it be, both an Awakening, a dreading, a deadening? Volcano in the chest, bullet in the head, Cry stifled, but heard blocks away, Almost reaching a house where you live Poems writ after midnight Presage dread of day soon to start, Come forth more effortlessly, Spill, soil, stain - simultaneous - pillow, cheek, us. Rivulets of senses aflame, Police cars and fire engines scream warning, coming, Roaring warning lights of silent pain, heard blocks away, Almost reaching a house where you live It's June and from hallways and town streets, Your shadow will disappear, graduate, not from, but to You-know-where, the place where Emo music is born and screamos die, Same **** place that Poems come from after midnight Offered emollients, creams, stupid words, Drugs, hugs, catch phrases that never soothe, irritate hurt worse, The only word in the universe of words I can't explain A four letter gift my lover 'presented' and It is pain Read somewhere some poems never end, Now I understand that better, Cause there are no bandages, stitches that can close, Cause there are no pills, switches that can shut off, The ripping sound, the cutting noise, the raging inside Heard blocks away, almost reaching a house where you live, And dying in the same **** place that Poems come from after midnight. 5:16 am forever
See: Some Poems Never End
nat-lipstadt
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99/M/NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 5:17 AM UTC
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