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Anya Sep 2018
I’m Me
Simply leaving
These two words
Seems
As if either denying
Or insisting the fact
Why
Do I do what I do
Is it because
I have a fantasy complex and believe each thing I do
Has some mysterious other purpose
A careless
Flick off he brush
In actuality is a piece of a
Masterpiece
3purplepebbles Mar 2016
If I told you that in the closet lived a whale
Would you say that was a lie or tale?

If you believed it
And afterwards
you feel naive then
It's a lie
because it was decieving

But if we both know it's not true
And I am amused
and so are you
Then we could call it a tale
And together fantasize
about the closet whale
Concept from the book"freak the mighty" by: Rodman Philbrick
(15,16) "I'm telling tales, my dear, not lies. Lies are mean things, and tales are meant to entertain."
Margrett Gold May 2015
savory buttered golden,
on sweet potato bread

drips
make a figure eight on my thigh
I wish you'd lick it off.
I want to live in your eyes.


skirt pulled up to my chest
but your phones gone dead.
Right at the most exciting part...
gt Jan 2015
As I listened
to the lapping
of the gentle waves
against the shore with
the falling sky
above my head
my mind keeps wandering
back to you,
thinking how it would be like
if it was just
me and you
prettiest star Dec 2014
the numbness in my hands
is almost made up for
by the clean, frosted air

it's now that i think of you
maybe
tracing your skin
uneven with the chill. or my touch.

i don't mind that your hands are warm
somewhere else

you're mine where it counts

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