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  Aug 2015 NV
Michelle
Did you ever hear the tale of the loneliest cigarette?
Bringing short term pleasure to just one man, while simultaneously burning herself away into oblivion, she is selfless.
He'll soon kick her to the kerb and stamp out her embers which she offered to him because it's what she thought he wanted.
When she is gone, he will take another.
*And she will be useless. Lifeless. Unwanted. Replaceable.
  Aug 2015 NV
susan
walking along
the cobble ****** street
i drop pieces
of my shattered dreams
to be swept up
by the street cleaner
and deposited
into a pile of *******.
i can almost see the shards
NV Aug 2015
MOST DAYS,
I FEEL LIKE A HOLE,*
*TRYING TO FIND A PLACE THAT WON'T **** ANYBODY ELSE INTO THIS EMPTINESS.
NV Aug 2015
IT'S 3:58 IN THE MORNING.
AND GOD, I HATE HOW MUCH I MISS YOU.

ACTUALLY, NO.
I LIE.

I HATE HOW MUCH YOU DON'T DESERVE IT.
  Aug 2015 NV
Mike Gullickson
I dig a hole in myself
and fill it with words
  Aug 2015 NV
flustered
*
Behind these metaphors
I want you literally
{The Wombats}
  Jul 2015 NV
sanch kay
and somewhere in-between
i'm okay and it's fine
i lost myself.
slipping through the cracks.
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