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Back On the Line

I hate how I always put myself on the line,
I hate how the bullet always hits my heart,
I hate how I always stitch it up,
I hate how I always put myself back on the line.

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I Want

I want a tat of your name printed on my back,
I want a fetish to sit on my lap,
I want the monkey kings elixer to be poured on my laugh and I promise not to scream out loud,
I promise Iam not toxic, a little broken but nothing requiring any molding,
I don't do alot of talking,
Iam mostly lost in my world of wonder, and your words would probably leave on me a marker,
I understand you a man now, so you probably busy with your life, your first priority should be your life,
Understanding your time and making that pretty smile shine, So I don't mind you being quiet for a while I mean I too have a life, and my plans are a little wild,
I hope you don't expect a lost maiden that knows nothing of this life,
I want a man, one that won't expect a submissive house wife, but I also want red wine just enough to make me slumber to my lost time,
I want chocolate and chocolate biscuit the type that will make me close my lids and see a reflection of those beautiful white globes staring at me,
I want wild berry yogurt I think that would be my fetish,
I don't want a broken lie filled with lust,
See my heart is gold but do remember that gold is as hard as stone.

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Silent Pain

Talking, talking, talking,
That's all he did and I had to listen, his voice ringing in my head, it hurts!
That's how he abused me time and time again,
I misunderstood,
It hurt but it was normal,
I cried but it was fickle,
I thought I was just weak,
See, he carved a mark that could not heal,
But it was alright, I understood his words,
"you are dumb, stupid, fat, ugly, pathetic to the sight"
Suprisingly he was right, I was everything he said I was,
No need convincing,
Maybe I was naive in believing, in love in blindness, my pride tarnished,
My heart trampled on dusty legs a trampede made,
His words tore me apart, I felt my soul depart from my body, I wondered why I was breathing,
Stepping stones to my grave, I saw the last of my bed.

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Dear Secret Admirer

I get weak everytime we talk, my walls come crushing down without a thought ,
My heart flatters at your voice,
Though we've never met I don't feel any paranoid,
I put some distance because Iam scared, What if I fall head first and break my neck, What if I spend another few years trying to convince you Iam worth loving, that Iam worth it, 
So many what ifs rushing through my head,
Iam naive in my actions and you make me lose my vocal cord, 
I refuse to tell a tale incase I jinx this, 
See, I don't mind having you as my own,
I don't mind loving you without a thought,
I mean, Iam already vulnerable,
See, I have come across many men but the type you are, I have never, the type you are is quite rare.

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Why

Why does pain hurt,
Why does being restless evoke the mind to undergo seizures of human revoke, 
Why is the smile on my face plastic, I can feel it melt to the floor like drip drop,
Why is believing you want me so hard to believe,
And why do I feed myself selfish lies to calm my nerves,
My eyes are open but clearly not wide enough to have my brain pick out my flared sockets,
Why is a question with unanswered answers,
Why is a question that leaves me bothered and I still wonder why!
My ears hear squeaking noise, not very sure if it’s a rat or a man or a woman,
Speech released from your rolled tongue into a thousand forms,
Your actions speaking plain and confusing,
See understanding is easy but overthinking is an art that leaves me paralyzed,
You paralyze me from the waists down, I would probably beg you to hold me before my fall,
But I would probably realize that you were never here at all,
Silly girl, you are not heartbroken, you just read the situation harder than e-wall would hit that wall,
Silly girl you do not understand issues of the heart, chemistry broken down in meth, alcohol is not the solution they say but that’s my chemistry!
Our chemistry!
Silly boy, you made her fall hard, and left her without a lie, and expecting her to smile and say goodbye,
You made her want to leave you, you say you did her a favor, a favor of zero flavor her taste buds were inflamed by the time she left you,
Silly boy now you miss her and can’t come round to convince your mind to carry out the actions of your heart to win her back, 
Why you forced her to leave you is a mistery not yet unraveled by your own nonsensical brain cells,
Why is a question with no broken mirror, two sided maybe but it’s an unending question with a fairly non quizzical answer that alsways turns out to be questionable, 
Why,That’s a question that will leave me bothered,
So many versions that will probably leave a broken girl scared,
And a sad boy in the sad dark,
And all we can ask is why.

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Sweet Haven

I don't want to hurt you,
I just want to love you,
Love the parts of you unknown to no man,
Allow me entrance to your sacred place, your heart,
Let me the special one to calm you down in your tantrums,
No, I promise I won't use it against you, I will be for you!!!
To play with your hair when your mind is in distress,
To tell you it will be alright,
Assurance that light exists at the end of the tunnel even the darkest,
Let me be the light but only if your heart allows it,
The moon in your darkness,
Allow my love to consume you all,
Electric impulses filling you up taking time to breathe and smile,
Let me kiss all your battle scars,
Let me breath down your neck and whisper in your ear "it's alright"
Can we make our fantasies reality,
Let me taste the sweet savoury you,
Let me be your sweet haven.

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Broken Home

She always said the most hurtful words,
You are dumb, very stupid, you are a hoe cause you would actually suit it,
Apparently it was her way of teaching, her way of capturing a Childs subconscious,
To show how cruel the world can be,
Her teachings where Savage and damage covered with love and chocolate, sweet to the eye, a lick of it would take you to the heavens, a bite of it would show you the raging hells of pain,
See all she did was crush her babies to the ground,
Mental torture was her woupon of choice,
For her thoughts saw good in all her doings,
Her babies grew with broken souls, a broken home they could embrace,
They could not seek refuge in her arms, cause every good act had to be cashed, "the piggy bank should never run dry", she said, "cause for every act you have to repay, years of my life spent with regret, so give me a cheque so I can forget", See, it always Hurt her babies whenever she said it, it was a debt,
Her demands where demanding, we all thought it was a phase, but then it clicked cause her husband was to blame, Well partially, for he too was quite insane, his treatments to her where of a typical village man,
He had the objective of mental domination, at first it belittled her, but she grew stronger and it turned into a battle of the fittest of who would break whos soul faster,
The love they had was toxic and quite the disaster, a sight not made for Kids, for every fight was put out in full screen, Her babies grew and knew nothing of a soft gentle love but in all this they fought through and created their own picture perfect sighting just for the four of them to have,
They still loved their parents of cause but even loving them was hard for it required impressing them to be loved back.

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Reasoning With Pain

I write this piece for no one to see,
For iam to coward to admit what I feel
Pain, a heartache so deep it leaves me craving for something I told myself to never crave for again,
Iam back to square one, only this time I don’t mind it,
Acceptance is key they said, well it’s harder done than said,
I told myself, one last man, one last love,
And if it doesn’t work out, then move on to no other guy,
Embrace the pain and be one, 
One problem though, this pain hits different,
It’s pathetic really, looking at me in the mirror and whispering to myself “ pretty hurts doesn’t it”
I have no energy left in me, 
I have been stripped off my heart, left open to be stepped on like a stray dog, 
It does hurt, a little bit more than it was supposed to, 
But it’s a lesson learnt, those sweet words are savage,
Summary, he got what he wanted of me, it hurts doesn’t it, 
Being used like toilet paper, but in all honesty I expected it,
It’s a history iam well educated in, its a love affair iam too familiar with since inception,
It’s time to stay in my lane I guess,
Pluck out those emotions, roll a funeral for them, and bury them deep and far it will be too hard to reach them in case someone else comes my way,
Actually make it too lazy to reach them, 
Iam tired of wishful hoping that love will finally come my way,
I need to understand that iam just a phase, nothing permanent,
Iam the girl that comes to love you, 
Though iam guessing it’s never enough love,
Because they still walk out the door,
I need to know my place,
And understand you can’t have it all,
A pretty girl is all you will ever be to a man, 
Rest assured that’s his only desire??

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Tale of a Scared Girl

It was always a tale of a girl replaced for another,
Sinking ships her mind got used to it
Some would assume she got hard hearted
And honestly I did, but you soothed it all up,
I was marshmallow in your arms melting up in a storm that could not be resolved
See iam not used to this,
Being a girlfriend was something that never came to mind,
So excuse me if iam unable to process everything,
Iam not as clingy as you would want me to be,
I do miss you but iam a little scared to admit it Incase I chase you away,
Iam not sure on what to be to you,
Perhaps iam naive in hoping that love will one day find me,
Perhaps iam naive in believing that you found me and that you want me,
It’s a little too late for me to back out now,lord knows I have tried,
You are a man I don’t mind staring at,
I honestly can’t fight my heart,
All I know is iam scared.

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Silent Lover

She is hurt,
Time and time again tears of muddy rain roar out of her eyes,
She is hurt,
Love, pain, misery all of the wierd crazy facts fell on her,
She is doomed, further away she is like a sailor sailing towards an iceberg,
Wipe her eyes, no difference is made,
He existed once upon a time, his existence is dead, his existence trailed away,
The good, the bad, he was a combination of both,
He made her feel it all, and she breathed it all in,
Exasperated she was,
He wanted more of what he couldn't have,
She couldn't give him more than she already gave,
He drained her very soul out, sucking the life out of her, battery drained,
But now she's found a lover she can't live without,
A lover that makes her shiver without him,
Sweaty palms, irregular migraines a combination of both,
She was taken away, sweet dreams my beloved,
Let the stars twinkle above your head,
Listen to the distant echos
He led her to her death,
Listen to the distant echoes,
She is gone and never coming back.