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 Mar 2014 Samir
Brendan Thomas
Oh master of chemistry
What wonders you devise
Some make us happy
Some save our lives

Sterile lab coat
In a white sterile cell
You toil all hours
To create the newest pill

We never acknowledge
Your struggle and strife
For the chemical wonders
That are part of our life.
 Mar 2014 Samir
Emma Pickwick
Too much ******,
I had to be your heroine,
But I knew I could never save you.

You were suppressed of all your emotions,
The real ones at least.
Telling me lies all the time,
I couldn't trust you anymore.

When you fall asleep with me, you don't keep me warm.
Just a skinny, little shell of a beautiful body
That I miss so much.

Track marks down your arms,
Like little bits of hell.
I feel them and kiss them while you sleep,
Because I love you, I love you so dearly.
I know one day morning I'll wake up and you won't be there.
A long, long battle you stopped fighting forever ago will finally be lost.
You took your last breath, and I wasn't awake for it,
I was dreaming too deeply that when I awoke, things would be different.

I couldn't be your ******, and I couldn't be your heroine either.
 Mar 2014 Samir
Natasha
150 down a main road
Ditched the 5'O
*******, angry
Him running his mouth's
the only music playing

Different dealers on hold
Oh baby, please don't lose control

I've gambled makin money (in not so good ways) lots in my time,
& each time I did it, made myself a pretty dime
But this round fella's
This games gettin old
Drop my cards to the table
I'm out
I fold.
Done with dealing for myself at least, go me
 Feb 2013 Samir
September
Inkhale
 Feb 2013 Samir
September
Breathing
was
never
taught
but
sometimes
I
find
myself
taking
not­es.
 Jan 2013 Samir
September
******* on sale at the supermarket
Boxed in warning
But still
You got out your credit card

(Twice)
Does this even make sense
 Jan 2013 Samir
September
I killed myself and went to Heaven
God held my hand and asked
"Can I get you anything? A cup of tea? Coffee?"
We are breathing.


And she says it with me:
"The meaning of life."

I stand alone
talking to myself
in the stars.

"Ah, yes." Smiles.
"What flavor would you like?"
 Jan 2013 Samir
September
She picks up a needle
Places it to her wrist
Plunges down
Engulfs in mist

She picks up a needle
Places it to her wrist
Scratches her vein
In a fairy tale twist

She picks up a needle
Places it to her wrist
Thinks only once
Doubt dismissed

She picks up a needle
Places it to her wrist
Runs to a world
That does not exist
 Jan 2013 Samir
September
Look at that *****
swallowing pills
like *****
because the people endowed to her
this poem
and she only bothered to read
the title.

.
To edit or not to edit.

Nah.
 Jan 2013 Samir
September
There's a world that sits
in the tip
of
your cigarette.


There's a city in
that spark.
That amber ember. I've told him once before.
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