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dadens Mar 2019
i'm sorry to the people i cut out of my life recently.
it's not your fault you thought i would stick around.
you witnessed me accepting mistreatment left and right.
so of course, you thought i would allow you to treat
me the same way with no reproductions.

but what those of you failed to realize is that i didn't care how everyone else treated me because in my eyes, those closest to me put the sun and stars in the sky.

so forgive me for letting you go when you so carelessly allowed the sun to turn dark and let the stars come crashing into my life like meteors.
© d.a.dens
Nicole Bataclan Feb 2019
I will order
Those extra fries
Like the best things
In life

One is never enough.

If everything
We have been through
Did not put a halt —
A story
We keep coming back to

Are we moving forward
Or am I in love
With a bookmark?
Sketcher Jan 2019
For some odd reason,
I can't forget you,
There goes the seasons,
But your smell just grew,
We never broke up because,
We were never together,
I take off your makeup and,
Then I remove your sweater.

What is the logic,
For the unfleeting thought,
The neurologic,
Aching that has been brought,
From classes to classes,
But this is nothing new,
So I take off your glasses,
And then I remove your shoes.

Now what is the cause,
You're stuck in my mind,
No love because,
You are love blind,
You decided to flirt,
Despite my circumstance,
I take off your T-shirt,
And I remove your pants.

Like a virus in my head,
Quickly infesting my brain,
Making me wish I was dead,
But no death, so I'm insane,
But I'm also full of care,
Cause I've been around the block,
I take off your underwear,
And then I remove your socks.

I say ***** my joy and bliss,
That has already been killed,
I just want your hapiness,
And too see your life fulfilled,
Your happines is also mine,
When you're happy then so am I,
Chest to chest or spine to spine,
Now your clothes have been taken off of me, so I think that it's time... I say goodbye for a long while...
Twist ending?
YOU interrupted.
                                            your skin
                                            your eyes
                                           your heart
                                                off.
                                             un-love
                                          your tyrant
                                        too much love
                                          your mate
                                          closed eyes
                                            my fault
                                              hush
                                           my useless
                                             silent cry
Zach Short Jan 2019
of a million strands of kite string - forming tornadoes through a heartbeat:

you release like a whisper - thin; but intentional.
you are a call to listen.
you are a prayer to red blood cells;
a promise of sounder sleep.
a comfortable thunder.

so send up your kites (no matter the weather).

erupt.

and rest among the whispers.
be deep.
Amanda Francis Dec 2018
I dug around in your graveyard heart.
I took myself back.

You can take your vacuous words, your pigeon chest and balding hair.

And you can *******.
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