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Paula Kramer Jun 2019
find me
between reality and un-reality
at the edge of spider's web
about to snap

hold me
my wings are getting tired
the air is about to
run out

catch me
as I drive myself insane
trying to hold onto
your arm

save me
no escape route in sight
I feel just the beat
of my heart
Paula Kramer Jun 2019
Push your dagger ‘till it breaks
Listen to the cries of crows
When your broken body aches
Leave the corpse to decompose

Start, do you see where it ends?
Scream, but who is left to hear?
Like your mind, the dream just bends
Born with hope, you die with fear

Only dogs are left to beg
Only loved ones left to starve
Just a cracked shell of an egg;
No more meat for you to carve
nang Jun 2019
we weren't going to work
i lied to myself and said i was ready when i wasn't
i lied to you and said i didn't care
you told me you liked me and i pretended i didn't hear
because, and this is funny, i thought you were lying to me
Kasti May 2019
and another
and another


no pain left to bear.
As I sit here,
and while you leave,

Painfully unaware.
idiosyncrasy May 2019
Female now,
           I feel it
                      I don't know how
Or if I fit

         I put on a smile
         Twist my hair
                   I change my style
                                    And give off a different air

                Now I'm male
                A distinct feeling
                    No longer scared to fail
         My confidence reeling

I laugh carelessly
Loud and bold
              Everything so freely
               A smile of gold

                              The gender slips away
                                And I am left agender
                              My feelings sway
                                                My heart and soul so tender

                                                I go about in a quiet way
                                            The scenery I'm drinking
                               Throughout the day
                                        Feeling and thinking             

             Both rush back
          At the same time
           It feels like an attack
     Like a serious crime

             I can't decide what to do
       A wild aura erupts
                         I jeer and laugh right on cue
                        My sense of self corrupt

                          It's called genderfluid
              I'm not confused
                 I decide to keep it hid
                 Because for it I'd be abused

              My soul is not content
            Living in one way
                      It needs more extent
                                         And leave behind the cliche
genderfluid
as
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Hurricanebabe May 2019
I am searching for a love I yet to receive.
I am looking for someone to care about me.
I am searching for someone who loves me as me.
I am looking for my better half.
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