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Josie Apr 2017
Train whistle late at night
Fills me with a melancholy fright
Living in a world that is not right
In the moonlight, past midnight
A late-night blight until the next daylight
Sam Sep 2016
Help me for I don't,
I don't know what's going on.
Im still here,
waiting.
For what?
I don't know.
Ask the bracelet,
It shall tell all.
Sam Sep 2016
In the end, there is a new beginning.
A new beginning spreading far and wide.
Its scary to cross over into this new threshold,
Im scared.
Im nervous.
My heart races.
But I know I will be okay,...eventually.
I will be fine,...eventually.
Eventually.
I use it all the time,
What does it even mean?
When is Eventually?
The best healer is time,
but what if that time...never comes?
Jules Aug 2016
and— my god!
days like this,
i wanna be the wind,
that howl,
that whistle through the trees,
that storm comin’.

girl, days like this one:
i wanna be the way the roofs rattle.
all that cold air in my face.
all young tornado.

a gale, a gust gone wild,
a current, an easy flight.

a quiet kind o’ siege,
see.
watch this, darlin’.
the storm.
it’s comin’.

watch.
when the wind whistles, is it a song or a howl?
Cheyenne Jun 2016
I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
I'm in charge of this here pool.
I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
If you don't fear me then you're a fool.

I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
I'll manage as you clown around.
I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
I am here so you won't drown.

I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
Blow my whistle: You behave!
I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
It's your *** I'm trained to save.

I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
If I yell at you, don't be shocked.
I'm the lifeguard.
I'm the lifeguard.
Jesus Christ! Why won't you walk?
My first job...
Taylor Shelton Mar 2016
Beautiful voices
Mouth shut
I know I won't
Don't talk or get compared
So I stay silent I don't care
Never been heard
So why waste your energy
for un tasteful sounds to come out
Winds whistling
It's the wind
Not me
Natures beauty
At least it can sing
JR Rhine Mar 2016
what an eerie night
                               where wind whistles through the
                                                                           trees
                                   whose branches snare
                                                         and
                                                 snarl in the moonlight.
A herd of construction workers whistled desperately for their lost kittens.
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