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The worst people make the most memories
in my brain, in my soul,
and years later I can still
pick them out
in a crowd of a thousand faces,
a million memories,
one similarity.
My writing isn't good
but I try to capture emotion,
the way you used to look at me
and the trembling of my heart,
the touch and kiss(es) of lust
and the broken hearts of dust,
and even when you're just a mistake
that lingers in my brain,
you're still here,
a broken mirror.
I watch and watch
and vow to never be like them,
but the truth isn't gonna save me anymore,
so I'm turning you into a lie.
You never happened,
we never happened,
the summer never stammered,
the thoughts stopped,
you are nothing,
you are blocked.
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Your voice sounds like
spring flowers blooming,
born from soil that has
seen too much rain,
too much drought,
too much erosion and
not enough attention
to last through the
cloudy April days
and heat of early summer.
Tell me about the men
who have stolen your innocence,
the reason why you show up
at work with tears in your eyes,
who did this to you,
who broke your heart and made you feel
like you weren't beautiful enough?
When she braids your hair
and your eyeliner reflects
the kohl of ancient queens,
I stand exasperated--
O! Woman,
you do not burden me,
I may be young but
your soul is old
and I long to learn.
My friend,
I hope that my smile
and ever present happiness
stays with you no matter
where you go, and no matter if
you forget my name--
as long as you remember my fire,
I will remember yours.
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I'm still alive,
trust me,
but I cannot
b r e a t h e .
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      I never thought that
      history and chemistry
      were similar subjects
      until I met you.
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I kissed you 14 weeks ago
under the lying sun
who should have burnt us
who should have turned me away,
and closure is a whore
that doesn't know when
to stop demanding the truth,
because there is no true in you,
you have no truth to make you true,
I drive down the street
and every song whispers your name
and makes me believe that you
will always offer your embrace,
but you feel so wrong,
you feel so wrong.
I am attracted to this pain
that eats me alive
but my body won't die,
my skin won't shed
(and Lord knows I have
been a snake to him),
This shore has been flooded
and the water won't drain,
the anchor has been done for days
and now I only have
my songs of discord
to keep me away.
:iconbluelioneyes:BlueLionEyes 10 2
Listen to the melody of the
mushroom clouds
that composes a symphony of
nuclear bombs and nuclear booms
as we choke on the ashes
of long lost lovers and
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The Truth
He promised me the universe
while I played in someone else's bed.
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You aren't alive
yet here you are,
talking and moving
and spewing the
same ol' same ol'
words you do.
You aren't alive
yet here you are,
pretending to know
that you know it all
and I'm pretending
to care for you.
You aren't alive
yet here I am,
hoping that one day
you'll wake up
and realize that
you don't have
to be dead.
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I am sorry, but the
son of your sorrow
stole my flowers.
:iconbluelioneyes:BlueLionEyes 16 8
Love Me Like The Stars
My heart is a galaxy
         swelling with shooting
                   stars and passing comets,
                             rocky asteroids and alien
                                       worlds; stardust pumps
                                                 violently through my veins
                                                           when you touch me so.
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iv. Fool
This love is nonexistent
although I still exist.
I will blame it on
    her hair,
    her lover,
    her name,
the way the sun rises
and falls e'vry day.
I will crash and burn
and fall to the Earth;
the wind will carry
the salt from my skin,
o'er the land;
the crops will die
and her heart
will finally
be mine.
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Fat Girls Shouldn't Wear Shorts
Fat girls should not wear shorts
to "show off their curves"
or "display their legs"
because thick thighs
do not actually
save lives.
They should not wear shorts
because everyone will
gawk and talk
and hope they can
mentally erase the image
of chubby legs and wide hips
rubbing together.
There must have been a reason
they were watching your back
in the first place,
Fat girls should not wear clothing
that does not suit
their body type.
Throw on a sweatshirt
and feel like a prisoner
in a cotton cage.
Let yourself become
"one" with your
Never dare to wear revealing clothes
because no one is attracted to
repulsive, ample limbs.
You will never find a lover
because character and self-worth
are determined by the
meat on your bones.
All people are created equal,
and equal equals skinny,
and skinny equals the
ideal woman.
But the ideal woman
spends all of her time
loathing her appearance
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My diaphragm is fluttering
and I wish the call wouldn't
have ended;
You fall asleep so easily
and I am left with an empty bed
to roll around in for hours.
I can't just hold a pillow
and pretend it's you.
I'm not like that.
I need you in the flesh:
No more phone calls and
late nights, webcams
and tearful sights,
I need your arms
wrapped around my waist
and our legs intertwined
under the sheets.
I need you there when
the hiccups come,
to hold me close and
lull me back to sleep.
Because I am in your dreams
and you make my diaphragm
f l u t t e r .
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Sins Of Our Mother
"Home free" is midnight fights,
whiskey bottles,
anti-depressant cigarettes--
Mother, mother, where are you?
I'm feeling as though my heart
has been torn as you're
rolling death up in paper-thin sheets
smoking him while claiming release,
blood-shot eyes, lungs black,
I will never take you back.
Don't ever compare us because
(I am scar[r]ed) of you,
scared of being like you,
scared of treating my future family
the way you did ours--
People need to stop
telling me to forget, because
how can I ever forgive
the unbelievable pain and
endless nights of gasping sobs,
believing that I am nothing?
People need to stop
telling me to forget, because
I will never forgive 
I will not be blamed
for the sins of our mother.
--but I will suffer.
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Papa Blue Eyes
tell me more about the war
and the stars in the sky,
how to shoot a rifle
and how to fish and fly,
teach me holy lessons
and sing your silly songs:
aloha oi, aloha oi,
until we meet again.

"Ghosts aren't real, but Jesus is,"
you said when I was scared,
but when you were scared
I had nothing to say.
take me back to that wishing
fountain at the mall
when you'd give me all
of your pennies and send me
to wish upon a shooting
water stream.
I wish that I would have wished
that you you live forever,
because I believe in wishes
just like I believe in you.
I miss the baseball games
and unhealthy food;
I miss the tractor
and endless photos;
I miss listening to Cash
and building weird things
in the basement;
I miss post-office visits
and hospital coffee.
I'm sorry that I didn't help you more
when I was younger:
I never thought that I would
someday lose you.
Papa Blue Eyes,
I have your blue eyes,
and you should be proud
I have that fire in my heart
that almost
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i've always tied myself into knots
that bent double to please you;
when you shook i would shatter,
a frayed child waiting for the next
night spent sleepless
by your side.
mama, i used to climb trees to escape,
armed with a book and a knife i'd climb
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were required but i kept them close
just the same.
i used to climb trees to cry
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Marlana Mix
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Hi, my name is Marlana and I am a senior living in Michigan, where the weather is unpredictable.

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"Who are you, that do not know history?" ~Ulysses from Fallout: New Vegas

"For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved." ~Romans 10:10

"May ruin overtake them by surprise- may the net they hid entangle them, may they fall into the pit, to their ruin." ~Psalm 35:8

"Don't be sorry your darkness is gone. I'll carry if for you- always. I'll keep it with mine." ~Dexter Morgan


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