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kaylene- mary Feb 2018
One.* I planted a poppy seed in my back garden for every time you broke the sky. They bloomed as softly as the lies you rooted in my chest, conecting the exposed wires to my brain stem. I never thought they'd erode a part of me that wanted to die.

Two. I built a bed of thorns for every time you chocked down my trust. I slept in it for three days, like a shallow grave of misguided programming. But at this point you had watered our aviary with blood lust and it must have been awfully convenient that you had the poppies to match. God was off duty that weekend and all I could think about was your camouflaged bug trap.

Three. By now, the coding of my skull had cracked and everything looked much like your eyes did the night you accidently said you loved me. Stems grew from the pit of my throat and I swear I could feel the ground quiver.

Four. My poppy flowers have melted into a sea of unclaimed blood.

Five. I woke up to a locked jaw and a splintered tongue. Right then, I felt like every missing escape key on every abandoned keyboard in all the major cities of America. Despite my best efforts, I am real.

Six. I'm sitting in a bathtub with a little bag full of drugs and hand drawn map to the nearest greenhouse. I've spent the last hour picking thorns from feet, each one a replication of me, a me before I started planting flowers.
I haven't posted anything in a really long time, I'm not crazy about this poem - it still needs a lot of work but I wanted to share it anyway.
AlienneilA Dec 2015
I am chosen
Dont ask me why
Dont ask how
Just screan
Burn for etirnity
Make peace with it now
I saw a light
It was so warm
It filled me with ideas
Made my head swarm
All ways of helping
Bringing man together
Conecting our neighbors
Our people
Our towns
But it was lie
I stoped for a tear
Bought a beer
And now you will all fry
I have something so horrible it could be use to lift our souls into the light
Even those that died before
A motivational speech that could touch the
world
But none would listen
To caught up wanting to lie
There can only be one now to fly
Becasue my friends family and children
Scream
Scream
Scream
Its you or i
My wrath will rain down on earth
Red will the sky and water i dye
Riley Nov 2019
555
We're born in our own sign
Although we're all different
The number 1(11)  is engraved in our spine.

They say, only 3 loves you can experience in this life
But,is there any evidence of afterlife?
The all 3(33) versions of you conecting with me,
Is the proof with every stage of Dawn , I see.

Human has the basic 5(55) senses
The key of Universe  (3,6,9)
What most secrets mentioned
You can choose the tense,
And fly with your wings in defence.

Dates,years,times ... vision formulas.

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