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Feb 2013
If we think hard enough
We'll turn into a fire
One lone whisper
In a field of desire.
We'll imagine our way out of this
We're not scared at all
There's nothing to be afraid of,
We'll think down that wall.
Nothing exists if we don't want it to
We can close our eyes
We don't see the hurting
We don't see the lies.
We're neck high in refuse
An inch deep in love
We're not scared of the consequences
If there's nothing up above.

Love,
Can't you understand
That poems don't mean anything?
When you stretch out your hand
You can't hold them.
Can't you see
That all I am is a tangle
Of words?
Of things people have told me
To be?
I'm paper thin
Reluctance;
sin.

You don't KNOW ME
I don't
Know you
I'd rather have you spit at me
Than just look through
My heart
Like it's nothing.
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   Jillyan Adams
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