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Scott Hudson Jan 2018
I'm better off alone.

All alone, all alone, all alone.
All alone, all alone, all alone, all alone, all alone.
All alone, all alone, all alone, all alone.
All alone, all alone, all alone, all alone.
All alone, all alone, all alone, all alone.
Charli XCX
Scott Hudson Jan 2018
sometimes I wonder
what you look back on
when you think of me
(if you think of me.)

do you remember all my faults?
do you remember yours?
do you count them like sheep
when you try to sleep
at night?

do you remember
every unread text message
every mean word
every "i'm too busy"
every little thing that broke us?

do you regret them?



do you regret me?
  Jan 2018 Scott Hudson
Mitch Prax
I want you
and a home to come home to
or maybe to come home to you
or maybe a home in you
or maybe I just want you.
Scott Hudson Jan 2018
If you continue to pedal like that,
you will fall off the bicycle.
Your knees will bruise
And your legs will bleed
And your bones will fracture like they did before.

Take it slow, my love.
You are in no hurry.

You are only trying to get back home.
Scott Hudson Jan 2018
The wolf was a wolf in more ways than one,
For he targeted girls who were pretty and young.
He liked them quiet, he liked them good -
He liked them wearing red riding hoods.

The wolf was feeling hungry that day,
And it looked like a meal was heading his way.
The wolf was a wolf who played with his food.
The wolf was a wolf who was up to no good.

He asked the young girl if she wanted to stay,
He asked the young girl if she wanted to play.
Red didn't want to, she was off to school -
But Red had no choice but to play by his rules.

After the games, the wolf collected his prize,
And Red felt so bad that she cried.
And after that, Red no longer felt young -
For the wolf was a wolf in more ways than one.
fairy tales
Scott Hudson Jan 2018
How do you explain to
your parents that
the reason your grades
are so low is because
there is a hole
in your heart
a sinking feeling
a kettlebell of 50 pounds
an anchor dragging
you down
a monster in your brain
that makes you
forget things
but not one thing
not one thing
that one thing stays.
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