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A blank slate
An empty plate
A finished meal
The same old wound
That just can’t heal
Stuck in a row
No place to go
Been here an eternity
Lungs fueled by depravity
Smoking up this stuff
Just staring ahead
Longing for my bed
But this line won’t move
I’m stuck in this place
Nothing to do
But dwell on my disgrace
I take a step forward
And he cuts line
Taking away
All that was mine
Two steps back now
It’s just how it goes
Will I be forever?
God only knows.
Depression and ****
Hands all over me
Softly carressing all of me
Sensations I didn’t know I could feel
Is any of this
Even real?
You lifted me up and laid me down
Skin to skin
Lips to lips
I felt your hands
Move down my hips
Your eyes so bright and blue
Bringing up these feelings
So strange and new
One night full of bliss
Who knew
I would have to pay like this
A **** Boy
That’s all that you are
I see that now
Just a shooting star
One minute
You bring me hope and light
But you’re always gone
Before the end of the night
Boys will be boys
She said
As if warning me
Not to trust
A word he said
You said
“Let’s just be friends”
I never thought
That’s how it would end

Who’s fault is it
This pain in my chest
Can I blame you?
Or should I give it a rest

I knew you were no good
From the second
I looked up at you from my hood

Gazing into your perfect eyes
I knew what was next to come
Would not be wise

But I threw caution to the wind
And so too you threw me away
My former friend
Thoughts on a recent relationship and the breakup after
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Gale L Mccoy
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Gale L Mccoy
...
sometimes when I drive
i see through the road
and no one else
knows what I mean
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Half of a Whole
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I hear the speaker tell the crowd "Each of you is unique"
I hear the sounds of the people who know it to be true

I am deaf to those sounds
I am not one of those people
I am not the Cinderella
The lost orphan
The Dimond in the rough

How can I be unique, with my face on another
how can I be the princess
with my throne built for two

Always depicted as evil
always depicted as inseparable

The same classes
Same friends
Same birthday
Same birthday gifts

Everyone wants to be different
but everyone already is

What if you were half of a whole

What if you were treated
like half of a whole

I would know
I am an identical twin
I am strung to another

by face
by name
by age
by voice
by mind
by DNA
by misconception

constantly compared to her
constantly responsible for her

constantly wishing
I wasn't half of a whole
Man created time because he feels dependent on consistency
Lost without normality and predictability
The idea of not knowing and unprecedented randomness scares him
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JAC
Questions
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JAC
It's okay to
question love
sometimes

you can't
find answers
without questions

and solutions
don't start
without answers.
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JAC
Epigram 080
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JAC
Today
I took
a new
way home

and I'll
never
give it
back.
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