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Laokos Jun 20
if you think that you are
no better than your
current circumstances
then you are right

if you think that you are
better than your
current circumstances
then you are right

two keys
one locks your cage
one opens it

which one will
you use
LC Apr 8
before I step out into public,
I lock my opinions in a safe
that resides deep within
the ridges of my brain.
I wear a sweet smile
to mask the dull pain
radiating throughout my body.

but when I enter my safe space,
I strip myself of that smile,
and look my pain in the eye.
I dig into the ridges of my brain
to grab and unlock the safe.
I welcome my vulnerability
in all its undisguised nakedness.
#escapril day 7!
Allyssa Oct 2020
Soft sweet lips,
Honey dew words,
Sugar kisses,
Warm embraces.
It was the unexpected dance,
The glances,
The smiles.
It was getting stuck in the rain,
Locked out of the house,
Laughing until we couldn’t breathe.
I was little drunk,
You didn’t mind.
We giggled like children in the dark,
Watching the raindrops on the windshield,
In that ever so warm car.
I can tell this is going to be a rabbit hole
Beulin S S Sep 2020
I was stuck under an unseen lock;
It'll tame only the souls of freedom...

Yet many souls are tamed;  named
as inferior and locked under thorns
   Only for being born as female...
locked under a lock which can't be seen... Yet the world has to give the real freedom. Until the world kick out harrassments the girls will be locked
annh Sep 2020
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9         «———  >§<  ———»         3

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“Struck is the hour from its ivory tower,
At sixes and sevens, the stars in their heavens,

As minute hands dance at twilight's advance,
To the cadence of time, the archangel’s chime;

Listen closely for me at a quarter to thee,
‘Twixt the tick and the tock of grandpapa’s clock,

Unquicken thine pace, for run is the race,
Hear the pendulum lock, ziccoty, diccoty, dock.

‘There was a sudden stillness like the gap between ticks on a clock, but the next tick never coming.’
- Sadie Jones, The Outcast
Pockets Aug 2020
There’s mold in the attic
Next to the instillation and between the ears
so many people wanna condemn this place
Yet they have never lived here
They didn’t see it when it was new and beautiful
Before the outside world formed cracks in its foundation
Before years of storms leaked in and rotted memories
All the world sees is foreclosed eyes
That’s why they are so blind
Always trying to tear us down
Instead of building us back up
Then they wonder why we put locks on are doors
And plywood over the windows
They only wanna see something new
Even if its not there own
Some people houses look just like mine
Some peoples minds are abandoned homes
Karijinbba Aug 2020
And so many dreams
do not breathe
in the face of a harsh reality
or drowning in the shock silence
of a lovely once upon a time
ancient scripted surprice.

Playing old sad unkind songs
can't help much either
Only loves songs pry open
the gold lack, gold key mystery.
Spilling ones gold heart out
loud and clear is point key.

Understanding others
and self is fundamental
fireworks delight;
winning trust,
gold key to gold lock.
By: Karijinbba
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Revised 08-2020-
No more sad songs please play some nice music let the music play I want to dance the night away untill this misery subsides
the blade burn of gaps.
liakey Aug 2020
i opened the door,
yet another time,
welcoming you back into my life.

such warmth at first;
you provided me with light on the darkest nights.

days pass, weeks become months;
the warmth of the summer fades away,
overtaken by coldness now, so i beg you to stay.

weak and pathetic, yet again, i’m nothing to you;
not that i really care;
i find comfort in the familiarity of this barren place, too.

i’d do anything to keep you from leaving;
i don’t understand why you come back,
if this is how it always ends up being..?

begging for immunity,
i’m granted none.
yet again infected,
i close my eyes so i don’t have to watch as you run.

stuck here, far from home;
in this place you left me..

i’m all alone.

i have no choice:
i slammed the door, one final time;
changed the locks; anything to keep you from ever stopping by;
so help me god, grant me the strength, to put back together this mess that remains inside.
Safana Aug 2020
You can
Lock me down
You will never
Locked my
Heart up,
I'm infected
To love and trace,
That light
Striking the lines
of horizon,
Covering earth
You can
Lock me down
You will never
And ever
Lock my faith
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