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Reg Dec 2016
Not much has changed, has it?
Same friends, though some have passed-
all the same, as they last.
Some still hanging by their thread,
some thought better of when they're dead.

Don't you flounder further fish!
The one you want is one you've missed.
Track back
           find his contact.
He asked for 10,
           give him 30
He's given more in the end...
Reg Jun 2015
I’m a china doll…
With rounded hips,
And fluorescent lips,
I am still never “good enough”
. . .
But it's okay!
I won’t grow today!
I’ll lose another layer
. . .
People start to see,
What’s not enough to set me free
But, to only me,
I have to be,
What I saw years ago…
. . .
But I’m okay,
Cause that’s what I say
I’ll just lose another layer…
. . .
All I own
Are baggy clothes,
From all those
Who still can get “too big”
. . .
Thinning layers,
I’m running out
I’ve reached my final road.
Cause tags and walls
Can say so much,
But numbers say it all…
Reg May 2015
The girl in the back of the room
staring at her scars
Lines of red,
shooting stars
I think she's lost
in forest frost
I'll hold her hand
If she demands
A friend,
as her,
comes once,
when mindset seems sure.

I hope you find
the one who's kind
I hope you find
The one with our messed up mind...
I'm currently working on a "Dear Girl," series in dedication of my friends...
Reg May 2015
I have learned that love can wait
I have learned that love is fate
I have learned that love is fake
I have learned that love is a chance you take

I have learned that love is blind
I have learned not to trust, arms behind
I have learned that love can die
I have learned that love is a tie

I have learned, but many things
I have learned that those who sit on wooden swings,
Faint,
Lonely in the shadows...
Hey! Sorry I haven't been on in a while, but there is so much writing to be posted soon!
Reg Mar 2015
Baggy clothes and braces
Socks with printed laces
Along with sweatpants to cover
What was given by your mother
A putrid odor
Burned into skin by a motor
A face rounded at sides
Little girl, splashes in the tides

Shirt over swimsuit
Looking for pirate's loot
Unaware that she looked like a princess
Protruding dress
Her hair a mess
I think that she's beautiful

Though, God forbid they know
She had a face, she'd not dare show
Reg Mar 2015
"Once is enough," He said
All truth has fled,
Though, he trusted me

Candle light and razors blades
Each branch, shingles and shades
"I know it's tough," He cried
In the darkness of a cherry tree,
she shied

"It's just a phase," they taunt
But, smiles they flaunt?
You think that's easy don't you
You think that I can do it too?
Go right ahead,
"Tomorrow," is said, yet I crawl in bed?

"I understand what you're going through,"
You think you're so funny, don't you?
I'm sick and tired of it...
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