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Insecurity - 10wInviting *security* of the self, / invites *insecurity* within our lives. / © Matthew Harlovic

@matthew-harlovic3

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Mary MaryI learned, this morning, that my Grandmère’s tiny, / designer tote is a ferriday bag. / Mary, Mary, are you worried?

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Unrealistic SecuritiesShark and Grizzly wander in and out / Nightmare- / More so than psychotic humans

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Faux SecurityThey walk into darkness / exiled from fear. / Relinquished cerebral thoughts,

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Devil in disguiseYou're a devil in disguise, / Still you're the only one / Who makes me feel alive.

@MystifyingChaos10

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Security of ControlWith control, I bind my ribcage tighter and tighter / Because if I don't lace up / My porcelain-bone corset

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power games1011. Spread claims you are the only one who can stop corrupt politicians and their dependence on the rich (even though you yourself belong to the rich) / 2. Spread lies and insults about anyone who might look like a serious opponent / 3. Once you are in power, continue 1. & 2. and put your rich friends into influential positions in state offices and courts, give tax breaks to the rich and claim that everyone benefits from them. Declare any information that runs counter to your lies „fake news“.

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Past loveShe came floating in / Her presence felt by all those around. / She tosses her hair and teases her fans.

@daniellewitt20

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love or lustthis obsession that consumes and burns within me / is it love, true, unconditional, the kind in fairytales / or limerence, intoxicating, ephemeral, lasting only 900 days

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SECURITY BEHIND INSECURITYInstead of foraging around making connections / with cables and wireless systems that / bluetooth and sync their way

@pisceanesque81

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We,the womenI am a soul,not a product / I am a dream,not a vision / I am a start,not an abort

@ishitascribbles30

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SecurityYou're my security blanket. / Come cuddle me up. / Take me in.

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**** **** ******** **** as the world teaches you to, / And do not be ashamed that you do, / Nasty world clergy keeping you,

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PrivatizationThe result of privatization / Is a loss too great to bear / Government bowing to Industries

@julia-mullin24

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Bed Poem for a sleeping RedheadFrom your orange hair to your winter flair / the cute way you snuggle me bare / how you nuzzle my kisses with tender care

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My MariaTiming plays a big part / I thought I was ready / Ready to start again

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School gatesI assured him I was okay, / insisted he'd go catch his train. / Though the meeting had shook me,

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GroundedCome to me / because I need you / I need your touch,

@maudethebear25

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I'm AliveThey see me alone all the time. / They wonder, they judge, and they criticize. / They worry, give in, and think they are the ones I am to rely.

@LunaCasablanca39

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ShhhhhHush, Baby, Hush. / Soothing and Pillowy, Lush is Love. / Waters Rush, Rain Pour, Tears Fall.

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Head of SecurityThough my existence is very minute compared to others, / my mind is unrestrained and limitless. / My thoughts are inspired

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I wish I was blindWe don't see how much we are blessed / Until we see another in distress / I sat down next to this man on the train

@brian-payamps56

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Abandon futile hopeThere's something about security, things staying the same / It's not even love, probably only the idea of it / Knowing that no matter how many nights you cry yourself to sleep

@MyNameIsStarchild8

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Peace & SecurityThere’s something about the way your words just flow when you speak of what you love that gives me a sense of peace. This is the same kind of peace felt when the Florida wind caresses against my skin on a warm afternoon, and sometimes I like to think your touch is just as gentle and welcoming. Sometimes, convincing myself that your touch is as smooth as the words you use to lure me to you drives away the monster inside seeking what to taunt me with next. Lately, it’s been picking at you, but when you smooth out the bumpy road and just drive, my mind is at peace. The peace growing in this careless mind which I used to call home has a name: Travis; my new home. / There’s something about your eyes; profound, delicate, confidential; they describe you. Just by the gaze of your brown/green eyes, your personality is revealed. And it’s that confidentiality in your stare, and the delicacy in your gaze that gives me security. / I can’t wait for the day that it’s no longer the way you observe people, but the way you hold me that gives me that sense of security. Where it’s no longer the way you talk, but that “Florida wind” impression you give off when your breath strokes against my skin that gives me that same sense of peace. When I’m home and I can rest and hear the music of your heartbeat putting me to sleep. I can’t wait for that day, when I can just put those demons to the side and breathe to the rhythm of the music. Because with your peace and security orbiting my mind, I can finally rest again.

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