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His soft skin on my fingertips eyes flickering in his dreams arms twitching around me how did I get so lucky to see this man asleep
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Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 9:10 PM UTC
Twitching
My eye is twitching always It didn't before I wonder if something changed
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Nov 9, 2024
Nov 9, 2024 at 8:56 PM UTC
Eye twitch
he can't change his clothes he can't see green he doesn't like to hear himself singing but they make me laugh when they cry, i cry i didn't go to class but i watched them live and they helped me live they helped me to survive who else could they be they're my dream team eyes green shirt blue red face know you won't hear this song my dear you don't know me but you're my dream team he wears a smile his goggles are on he ties up his head band i'm so far gone when they laugh, i die i watched them tonight told them my struggles spoke about my fights they said they were there for me my dream team he was taken he's not found he took a nap on the ground it may sound insane block boys make my day but who else could have saved me no one but my dream team
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Sep 11, 2021
Sep 11, 2021 at 11:05 AM UTC
dream team
_A twitch of the toes, A pop of the lips, A flick of an eyelid: I watch as electricity sleeps._
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Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 5:20 PM UTC
Ohm’s Law
Lizard’s tail twitch,twist Poor bug’s wings reciprocate; The deal is done quick!
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
Involuntary movements
Twitch. Don’t touch. Please don’t touch Me. I can’t I won’t. You will. I won’t. Please. Cry. Show remorse. Ride your horse to victory You scoundrel, You mongrel, You monger of fear! I was complete, But then you appeared. I should just… Wait, Who, What? Wait. Blink. Blink. Blink. Who are you? I will save you. But how? Because I love you. Then I will destroy you. I don’t want. I don’t like. I’m a shell
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 2:18 AM UTC
The Abrupt
Kingfisher at rest, Aggression’s switch still twitch; Uncertain balance!
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 8:51 PM UTC
King fisher’s twitching
I twitch I shout Without thinking I move I make noise I don’t have any control I **** I yelp Without thinking I flick I whimper I never had control I jump I yell Without thinking I twist I scream I’ll never have control
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 8:17 PM UTC
Control
Crying, crying, Better off dying. Unexpected events,   Tears supplement. Migraines form, Friendships storm. Too old for games, Never old for pain. I'll be a ***** to talk to someone twice younger than me, I'm sure there is one escape plan I can think of, you see. Most of you are thirteen years old but yet we experience the same thing. Chirp, chirp, chirp is what the caged bird wanted to sing. He's lost his chance to chirp, but so have I. I just don’t want to say my final goodbye. It's been six minutes already since he's said, "Wait, just give me a chance to explain myself." But I just want to scavenge the bathroom shelf. Little bottles and magic pills, Is where all the truths have spilled. My teenage angst has caught up to my sins, my soul, and my heart. Finally, will it run up to my breath and finish the start? Tell me it will not. For I will believe you that my arteries will not clot. I hate the way when I get too attached, Then too collapsed. I hate the way when I get too emotional, Then too unapproachable. I hate the way when I get too paranoid, Then too destroyed. I hate the way I talk to you, The way I fiddle my hands and twitch my lips. The way I remove myself from groups just to be with you. The way I play with my hair and feel the need to throw up. I hate the way I want you, Lustfully, and love-fully. I hate the way I need you, From the dangerous plead. This is all going too fast, please reverse this speed. I can't go on for much longer, but who would know, For all that I feel is within the unknown.
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Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
To: You.
Crying, crying, Better off dying. Unexpected events,   Tears supplement. Migraines form, Friendships storm. Too old for games, Never old for pain. I'll be a ***** to talk to someone twice younger than me, I'm sure there is one escape plan I can think of, you see. Most of you are thirteen years old but yet we experience the same thing. Chirp, chirp, chirp is what the caged bird wanted to sing. He's lost his chance to chirp, but so have I. I just don’t want to say my final goodbye. It's been six minutes already since he's said, "Wait, just give me a chance to explain myself." But I just want to scavenge the bathroom shelf. Little bottles and magic pills, Is where all the truths have spilled. My teenage angst has caught up to my sins, my soul, and my heart. Finally, will it run up to my breath and finish the start? Tell me it will not. For I will believe you that my arteries will not clot. I hate the way when I get too attached, Then too collapsed. I hate the way when I get too emotional, Then too unapproachable. I hate the way when I get too paranoid, Then too destroyed. I hate the way I talk to you, The way I fiddle my hands and twitch my lips. The way I remove myself from groups just to be with you. The way I play with my hair and feel the need to throw up. I hate the way I want you, Lustfully, and love-fully. I hate the way I need you, From the dangerous plead. This is all going too fast, please reverse this speed. I can't go on for much longer, but who would know, For all that I feel is within the unknown.
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The shaking, I can feel it in my whole body and soul, Is it nervousness? A twitch? I think it's more feeling the vibration of life, Everything is moving, So I call it the shaking, A movement, A groove, It helps when i'm feeling uncertain, Or am just feeling in a mood, I shake, I twitch, I let it all out, I flick, I move, I shake it all about.
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:00 PM UTC
"The Shaking"
Most sublime, the art of love is, the inner worlds, it keeps churning. At her I take a hard look; at once I fully realize this,her lips tremble like the fecund earth, awaiting seeds! Eyes acquire a misty morn quality that to her tell aloud "Look at him! he is the one you had seen in a dream and swooned, pained not knowing where to find him,out side the dream" That meta text's context quickly get transferred, to my database of smells warmth and endearing sounds,pout of lips conveying multiple meanings; my search runs exactly three seconds, decides to cue her on the result,still not open, an enigma it remains,but she gets it. A twitch starts at that exact moment, somewhere deep, that's all I can tell, in us both it resonates, deep, till we shake uncontrollably like two leaves in a blizzard! Her feet wear, two shoes made of wind, and mine try to match their frenzied speed, in course, rush , collide in a mid air embrace. Two pairs of hungry lips, now need no words, to see what just spontaneously, did happen at nature's own, sweet, free, will, ethereal!
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Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 3:03 PM UTC
Deep churn, subtle turn!
Writhe, burn, twist and roll, Bodies on fire as hot as Hell, itself. He pled for breath at the flicking furnace, "Rot, in misery!" said Satan himself.
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Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 9:32 AM UTC
Twitch
Every morning, right at dawn this happens before I even yawn. Day after day, day after day, before I even wake, before light with my eyes I take, the same way it goes. Over and over and over again… It starts with this sudden rash on my skin, like when someone is bothered with some very deep sin. I taste of something unpleasent, sour. If I spit it, steel I think I’d devour. All stiff and sore, I get up, unwillingly I’m mumbling something gore. I look myself in the mirror, sheet after sheet, it just gets thicker. My eyes ****** and black, inside them I see, a dent, a small crack. Day after day, day after day, while everyone sleeps, I pity that soul that down in the crack slowly weeps. I watch as it gets wider and wider, that ***** that empty hollow ditch. I see away, try to hide the disgust. There is no place left in me, where I’d put my own trust. There’s no border more, between reason and lust. It was taken by some passing windy gust, some swarmy pile of useless dust. Vigorously I feel fire building up in me. Hell got upstairs again, in me I see. It burns I can feel it, that unscratchable itch. I stay still, I don’t move, only with my left cheek I twitch.
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 7:22 PM UTC
Twitch
There are tremors within, and my skin undulates with the effort of containing the ripples as they gain strength. The constant fervor of my mind is disguised by my placid façade. Look closely though, concentrate enough to see a glimmer of the disturbance, and you'll glimpse the clamor hiding close under the surface. Quick! Did you see that twitch? An explosion is imminent, take cover.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC
Take Cover
I hate the night and it's untimely creations. The avalanche of loose words doused on closed eyes, begging to be assembled into flowing images or melodic alliterated sentences. Adjectives lurk under sealed eyelids. Verbs implore the body to respond. Mocking my stillness they urge limbs to act out in their name. Verses arrange and rearrange of their own accord. They ebb and flow. I'm too tired to grab them all. Why now, when I crave nothing but sleep? Why can't I conjure this brainstorm in waking hours. I grab a pen to write; semi-conscious. It all jumbles into nonsense. The dream state draws me back to act out unconscious intentions. I hate the night and all its promises; Its lyrical musings behind twitching eyelids.
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Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 6:26 AM UTC
-The Night-
Beat Beat back the urge Beat it back to the Stone Age You nerd! I got a motor mouth A mile a minute It's a song and dance But I'm not in it Bite Bite your lip Fool yourself into thinkin' You've beat it I got a tigger finger No gun to pull A fragile headstock Lost my cool I'm tic tock tic tock tic tock tickin away I'll blast off like a rocket into outer space You can keep it down for a little while But soon enough you'll be forced to smile Keep Keep your cool Keep it locked up tight One rule I got a worn out shirt It Never fits right I shift my shoulders Under the lights Make Yourself do better Make it all go away It's the weather I'm a bit twitchy Don't touch me I need you to love me You're so far above and I'm so far below I'm losing control and it's just not enough My nerves are aching to just get rough I'm worried what happens if I'm in freeze I get up the itch and I need a release There's so much to manage to do and to say My mouth is just in the way I'm tic tock tic tock tic tock tickin away I'll blast off like a rocket into outer space You can keep it down for a little while But soon enough you'll be forced to smile
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 11:12 PM UTC
Time bomb