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I am stone there is a blank slate across me
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Whisk away the whispered lullaby
breath caught in too many throats
by Rashida
21 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 27 4:15 PM. In Love
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Your kiss is stained with sadness broken promises stream from your lips onto mine
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The distance between us is insurmountable
even though I can still see your face across the table
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You left a scar inside of me burned into my flesh
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I see those turn-away eyes
made to live in a tunnel of pain
by Rashida
16 lines,
on Nov 19 5:37 PM
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You care for their broken pieces tend the body and hope to soothe the soul
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Tears slip down my cheeks, unseen in the dark
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Primrose promises littered the walkway gleaming in their pink ideology
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Embrace as the Sun explodes behind you,
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I felt that familiar tremor as you walked out that door that intense sense of loss,
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A flash of brilliant burgundy assaults the darkened sky
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Cutting through an ever-thickening fog mounted on a dreary day
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Falling deeper and deeper, going through ever darker tunnels,
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Softly rose the moon that night, softly, so softly,
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The door swings open and shut and in one embrace
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Two figures hand in hand, leaving damp footsteps across carpet of gold
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He said he loved me as he moved about the place
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The Formica was cracked, memories of years gone by,
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I flipped through the pages of an old book,
sucking on sour candy as the musty scent tickled my nostrils
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I sat perched upon your shelf forgotten again as flashier toys came and went
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I played outside the crypt's stone gates my toys all made of bones
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Dawn breaks quietly, cooling the air
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Sleepless nights blackened my eyes as I fought an epic battle against my pillows
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He played upon my dreamscape like a silhouette mad fiddler weaving a chaotic tune
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There she grows, Graveyard Rose,
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We traveled, almost floating,
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Dreams of suburbia,
with no sweet,
deceptive words
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I lay alone in my bed, waiting for the nighttime sounds, the creaking of wind over corrugated aluminum, the hollow cries of animals in the
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Lindsay sits staring at off-white pages
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I scooped out all my insides
to make room for you
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I remember every word like they were precious gems strung along a necklace
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Your disinterest crashes across my exposed face harder than your hand the night before
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