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Cné May 2017
Cné
In my most desperate need
seek out a bush by a tree
rewarded with a rash on my rear end
relieving, with a squat, by poison ivy

No thank you, I will take a chance
in hopes of saving my ***
and hold it until I just can't
and avoiding a nasty rash
even if it means ....
I will possibly *** my pants

Temporal Fugue
*** the least of your worries
as your bladder will expand
making you make decisions
not all that good, or planned

So make your place
and keep your wits
bear, what you can stand
drop your drawers and hold your ****
and ***, as god, demands
Yes, these are very important issue to discuss among friends! **** seriously, it's not funny. # sarcasm
Mary Alexander Jan 2017
You left a scab which
Took too long to form,
And my healing heart
Was all dead and worn.
You have no right
To come back and do this,
Checking me off
Like an item on your To-Do list,
What happened to me
Was awful and cruel,
And now "never trust"
Is my number one rule.
So you have no right
To come back and say,
"Oops, I'm sorry
I treated you that way",
For shallow words do
Nothing when spoken,
To a newly healed heart,
Not ready to be broken.
kelia Oct 2016
you got mad at me for photographing the scabs on your arm
it exists as evidence - you’ve bled, you hate it
as if it made you less of a man  

regretting every time you display affection
tell me how you really feel
tell me how you’ve fallen
as if it made you less of a man

baby, you’re my man
and i documented your old blood
because its the closest i’ve gotten
to seeing your insides
the closest i’ve been
to truly believing
that you have a heart
or that you bleed
for me
Nessa dieR Aug 2016
In your arms I found the open ocean;
Tides, waves, my serene sea,
The most pleasant feeling of a morning breeze.
In your eyes the best night skies;
A Rhythm bright enough to leave the sun behind
and wake up the night in just a heartbeat.
My heartbeats.
Cracked and Irregular by your every move.
In your fingers untold mysteries;
tangled within my own in secrets with the promises of never letting go.
In your hair my favorite melody;
Loud, and ruthless music for my deaf ears:
A Symphony only I can hear.
In your lips my muse;
Better than Erato and Calliope combined,
Carelessly whispering verses
To last me the entire day,
Softer than the birth of Roses.
My Roses.
For they are just for me,
Sprouting from your lips, and blossoming with my touch.
Our touch.
*In you I found poetry.

With verses resting at your lips,
My muse
Little Bear Aug 2016
in my room
there's a small cupboard
it's cosy
and warm
like a reading nook
and it's dark
and quiet
but i have fairy lights
so that's okay
that's okay
and cookies
cookies are good too
cookies are good
and there's a blanket inside
made just for me
just my size
not too big
just my size
it's yellow
it's yellow
yellow
like summer
it's fluffy
and
it's.. it's..
safe
yes..
it's safe
and everything will be okay
won't it?
okay..?
okay..
yes everything will be
okay?
so I need to be here
because..
because
the outside
grew very big today
and it hurts
to be
not here
so
I need to be here
and i need small
and i need soft
and i need quiet
i need.. okay
Nessa dieR May 2016
Photos haunt me like the souls of fresh corpses
memories
Victims of time.
The ink poured and pooled on my floor
Smiles vanishing past all the gore.
Polaroids, Polaroids
Help Me Forget!
Loving him was my biggest regret.
Tha Kid Apr 2016
I
I
Passionate , Vigorous
Living , illuminating , Developing
Heart Remains Anonymous , You Remain Non-existent
Barren , Bogus , Futile
Despicable , Good-for-Nothing
You
Yikes
James Alai Feb 2016
She kicked me in the *****
And I came crashing down
Next time I will wear metal underwear
And we shall see who falls.

Mwahaha!
(Twiddles fingers like a ******)
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