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I don't care
I don't care if you don't kiss me hello
I don't care if you don't hug me goodbye
I don't care
It doesn't bother me
It doesn't bother me when you don't touch me
It doesn't bother me when you don't look my way
It doesn't bother me
I am not annoyed
I am not annoyed when you leave and don't tell me
I am not annoyed when you don't call
I am not annoyed
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter that you spend less time with me
It doesn't matter that you can't take a hint
It doesn't matter
I don't care
It doesn't bother me
I am not annoyed
It doesn’t matter
that I am telling a lie
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A dark pain inside
lost in a cloud of smoke and dust
of an ending love
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The truth is having its time
As I sit and write the mindless wanderings of a weighted heart
My boy drives
farther
and farther down a highway I will soon know of
Glancing around a haunted apartment
A balcony
Mocking
Two empty chairs
Ghosts facing one another
Sharing a breeze
A kitchen cluttered
Lazy pots resting on lazy pans
The whites of eggs now hard against a dirty counter
The batter of a cake half had falls down like laughter
Into a bed fit for one but perfect for two
A blanket
Stained; with a welcoming passion
A Frisbee that holds a person
Red aluminum towers of cheer hide away daily life
Left in the trash
A pile of dirty memories
Smiles
kept hair full of fingers
A gift given
A stereo full of Gypsy Gods
Mindless of a growing inside
New secrets now kept
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Fate weaving her wicked web
Laughing at lives gone wrong
The touch of sweet poison on my lips
of mistakes we knew we were making
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Marrow in my bones, my wings can't fly
You can't mend a broken wing when the body’s dead.
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White roads down a withered path
He shows her how to win smiles
White powdered lines
Stem the painted flowers of her vanity
Hot breath leaving chapped lips
Inhales
Cupping her face
Bloody from excess
He hung around her
A noose draped like pearls
He is caught in the back of her throat and she can’t spit him out
Hands frozen together from
obsession
Flakes beat against a skeletal face
Cartilage dusted in the snow
Convulsions of the heart ending in a soulless shell
“Why?” she asks, dripping into the earth
“You wanted to be a star” he jeered
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I am trying to love you forever
I am trying to love you forever
Like the sun and moon
Like a mothers love
I am trying to love you forever
I am trying to love you forever
Like the tide, constant in and out
The relief of spring
I am trying to love you forever
give me the chance to try it out
give me space to take the first step
but stay close to catch me when I fall.
I am trying to love you forever
but you lie blank
unresponsive
uncaring
unloving
emotional coma
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In the field down on his knees
Holding my hand
His truth being voiced to me
Being afraid that he is loving me too soon
Falling for me, I’ve already fallen for him
Sweet small kisses under a starry sky
Can I say that I love him?
I can see myself loving him
Waiting for more time to pass
As a face is planted needily into my stomach arms wrapped around legs and
backs
Hands caressing tendrils of gold
Muffled words being spoken
“Don’t go”
Repeatedly, as if saying them more could make reality change
Moments pass, wet grass soaking tattered threads
Sweet small kisses under a starry sky
Suspicion raised
Afraid of being caught
A month difference
We take to the lighted street
Still sighing over sweet small kisses under a starry sky
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There are some moments where I couldn't love you more
moments when we're driving in your dads old car
the music is playing,
the snow is falling
our friends in the back, laughing and joking.
You smile and sing along
My hand playing with your dark hair
Its a moment where I couldn't love you more
There are some moments where I couldn't love you more
moments when you sit on that old wooden bench
Fingers dance across 88 keys
Your dark eyes on tiny black dots
You smile and I sing along
The music washes over me, as I rest my hands on your shoulders
Its a moment where I couldn't love you more
There are some moments where I couldn't love you more but then...I do
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Over my head I see the silver stars
Dancing on a single black stage
Brightly shinning like my lovers eyes
Down the grassy hill behind the neglected marsh
The midnight sounds of crickets and fireflies flood our ears
To my right
The lapping of Lake Ladore against two canoes
The aroma of salty seaweed and dewy grass invade our senses wrapping and
covering us
I lean back with a kiss fresh in my mouth and a smile on my lips
A group of bats dive and swoop above us, playing with the night
I have wasted my life.
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