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tl b Jan 2017
Your eyes, they sparkle for me on the weekend,
but when the work week hits, it hits hard
and you disappear and put up your guard.

I've told you once, twice, one hundred times
and I can't seem to penetrate your mind
enough to matter 9-5, someone else,
come and keep me alive.
tl b Jan 2017
Remember those days when you could imagine him,
dream up your dream man?
Remember those days.
Remember those days?
What happens when they fade?
Faces flood, faces blur, princess locked in a tower.
tl b Jan 2017
did you notice the light go out in me?
of course not, when you always forget about me.
i feel the flame go out
snuffed to smoke
but i want the fire, the flame
what a joke.
i broke.
tl b Jan 2017
I have a baby brother
He's got a love right & true
He's got a love like a honeymoon
tl b Jan 2017
I feel everything in magnitude ten.
No, twenty. Thirty?
Here we go again.
  Jan 2017 tl b
Savannah Charlish
Most humans drink coffee and wine
They consume television and mainstream novels
They feed their souls with popularity contests and safe relationships

But poets
We could not survive without passion, intensity, and meaning
Everything we feel is felt to the depths of our souls
We are the ones to put into words the unspeakable pain of heartbreak
The incomprehensible joy of falling in love
We are the ones brave enough to say out loud the diaries of a thousand souls

Us poets
We drink tea and whiskey
tl b Jan 2017
versus the objective extreme,
politics make me want to kick and scream
is it too much for "ignorance is bliss" to be the dream?
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