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 Mar 2014 Willow-Anne
Laura Liner
Now watch the way we move in unison.
All flowing forwards herded by the lights.
We swiftly weave between each opening.
Accelerating to prepare to stop.

But watch the way we all compete.  We fight
To get ahead, to break away.  It's war.
How dare you drive so slow in front of me
When I can't manage my own time.  I'm late.

It's easy when you're only a machine
For me to hate you.  I can disregard
That you are probably as important
As I believe I am.  So I will sit
And passively aggressively curse your
Existence to my windshield.  Justified.

This graceful chaos just drives us apart.
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 Mar 2014 Willow-Anne
Victoria
This view from my window
Its why I moved in

This view from my window
Has kept me in

This view from my window shows a world of hope
This view from my window disables me to cope

This view from my window allows me to stay inside
This view from my window
Allows me to hide

From the ouside world
Im kept safe inside
But it is from my inside that I must hide

Im pushindg and trying to get up and out
From this view from my window
Please let me out

Incapacitated,  rejected, scorned , and deprived
Of what this view from my window has on the other side
 Mar 2014 Willow-Anne
Victoria
If my mind is my sickness
music is my cure
 Mar 2014 Willow-Anne
GvSparx
He goes to office.
He reaches in time.
He does his work.
His boss doesn't
complain about him much.

He earns enough to pay
His bills,
His mother's  doctor.
His father doesn't
complain about him much.

He comes from office, late every night.
He cooks for himself, none else takes a bite.
He has delayed repairs to his obsolete bike.
He has complaints about his boss, father, mother.
No one truly cares about him much.
 Mar 2014 Willow-Anne
GvSparx
I was half awake,
with a beautiful thoughtlessness..
He was with me,
with his arm around my waist..

I just wished,
to stay there a little longer..
On a cold Sunday morning,
All I needed was warmth of my lover..

That was a phase,
Phases don't last long..
Like million others,
Now I stand all alone..

Every dawn,
Restlessness wakes me up..
And my vacant bed reminds me,
Love too comes to an end..

I don't want love now,
Not anymore..
All I want is someone,
To fill my void..

I just with to sway to the beat,
I just wish to go wherever that hustler wants to take me..
I just wish to kiss that man on the street,
I just wish to be the woman I never used to be..

You wanted it too,
I am just saying it too..
Don't call me a *****, a ******,
I am just another lost lover..
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The birdies bumping in my chest
are restlessly, fluttering
right to left
left to right
scurry birdies, take flight
I am impervious to your
songs tonight
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