Soaking
MisplacementI'm retreating to a near forgotten place Old wounds are bleeding again...Misplacement
You've ripped open my sides...but oh so slowly And someone is here, holding my lifeless hand I'm hardening and growing so cold
My tulip has long been dead And now I'm falling back into the harsh winter As everything around begins to bloom
All these flowers competing for the sunlight Push me beneath
I've seen far too much sun And I'm nearly content lying here in an obscure and dark beauty
He told me I was beautiful while another bit my nose &
The foolYou've consumed me with your beauty Sucking me back into a world I thought I'd never find again And I'm willingly falling...though not digressingThe fool
A fool, they call me Throwing myself into certain darkness I shall not judge you through their eyes But rather through the ones you've given me
I love the creature you are when you're lying next to me The beautiful creature you are And though you may bite my weak hand I'll hold yours in mine and try...
SleepI fell asleep memorizing the lines of your face Your lips, soft and silent Supported by a strong, yet delicate chin contridicting itself constantly... Firm and proper eyebrows held up by a mysterious set of eyes Deep and blue, sullen like a deep cove hiding forgotten beauty years old...and dying The soft skin across your cheeks you're hiding behind misleading whiskers lines of all you've seen of all you've suffered... And such beautiful locks you bear shortened by a path partly taken held back by what you've become &nSleep
one of those days...
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Lights! A thousand points of delicious lights sparkling like diamonds in my brain!
Oh, yeah, you want some of this? I'm, like, gonna totally rip out your soul, and floss with your spirit. I dunno, i read that somewhere, but i'll do it.
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