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Crandall Branch Dec 2017
when out of fear I moved to my safe place with my eyes open
  I wish I could buy you the forest so you could see a sunny day
The clouds and all the thoughts I have of life creep
a shadow creature is cold because it is night out

I would buy you happiness if you ever needed it

A grumpy old man
above you.
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Crandall Branch Dec 2017
My smooth vermin, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you infest,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the wicked rest.

Let me compare you to a contender?
You are more ugly and more disgusting.
Hot frost nips the robins of December,
And wintertime has the shocking busting.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your intriguing infestations.
Thinking of your many legs fills my days.
My hate for you is the implications.

Now I must away with a loathsome heart,
Remember my fast words whilst we're apart.
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Crandall Branch Nov 2017
"that'll be thirty dollars" says the cashier
and I willingly hand him the money
knowing I could take my groceries and run

society has problems
but why is nobody willing to step up and fix them?
myself included

we all know we are bad people,
and we all know we are not willing to change.
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Crandall Branch Nov 2017
i don't know how to love
i don't even know what love is

all i know is that around you,
i feel safe and warm

and to me,
that is love.
a short peom :)
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Crandall Branch Nov 2017
happiness is the best protection from this cruel world
they run at you
they run at me
every day with their harsh words and forked, hissing tongues

i feel fear and sadness
why me?
why am i the target?
but now i know
they're just afraid themselves
they too feel fear and sadness

happiness is the only escape
from reality
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Crandall Branch Nov 2017
we are connected, like two gummy candies fused
or like a warm tongue stuck to a cold piece of ice

i feel like i'm stuck to you
like when a magician traps you inside your own mind
or when you're handcuffed to yourself

but instead of you being me
you're you
glorious you

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Crandall Branch Nov 2017
your love is the fire

my heart is the embers
charred, left behind, but glowing after your touch
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Crandall Branch Nov 2017
poetry is an art
            where saying less
                        only means more
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