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spoiled
kind words fall on all too willing ears
and daydreams come with leisure
she's past the point of selfish fears
and embraces them with pleasure.
it's her secret, it's all too known
for those who simply look
that this girl is all too prone
to crave what she mistook.
and after all this time she has found
amidst  all of her dreams, she's drowned.
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Literature
hunger
boy i've seen your pleading eyes,
the lust licked from your lips.
a carnal want in disguise
but in your voice it drips
just a word to make knees weak
yet a sound for me to fall
and when there's none left to speak
is when you've taken me all.
get me lost in passion thrown
and feed these lips a name to moan.
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Literature
solitude
bring me closer,steal my breath
trap me withinand kiss me quiet
your faithful armshold me silent
and keep meby your side.
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Literature
i can't stop screaming
boy I've made your veins run cold, drained of passion unbeknown.
i've watched your heart turn stone; it's whispered words had all been told.
hun, I've stared as your skin stained, washed out and cast away
i've caught bleary eyes stuck in replay, living fantasy unrestrained.
dear I've sat and listened to fumbling word; only to hear the same
i've waited to see you lay a claim, but now I'm left only disturbed.
love I've seen you brush you aside, and embrace this icy cage
i've hid myself from passions rage, for you I cannot provide.
so tell me boy can you see me clearly; for whom I'll always be?
the girl screaming come with me; with eyes begging to sincerely.
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Literature
waterlogged
I'll cling to my lifeboat, in your raging sea eyes;
and battle the waves of your wistful goodbyes.
I'll clash and struggle with your tempestuous shocks
And await the arms, of the old splintered docks.
I'll cling to my lifeboat, my heart in my hand
I'll bend and I'll break 'till my feet graze the sand
I won't struggle or cry as water fills my lungs
Or recede with the tide, from a slip of the tongue.
I'll greet you with open arms, now boy hold me still
Now my thrashing has calmed, your love can instill.
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Literature
canaries song
take me up in
your arms and
burrow your sickly
fingers in bone
pull me apart,
sinew by sinew and
tie me back in
a pleasing way
i will become your
wire cage; wont you
sing for me your
canaries song?
and we can stay,
our bones interlocked
in coal mines
until your voice stops
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Literature
fallout
just a taste, to slip
between my lips
was enough of a
fuel my dear.
to provoke the
first spark of the
house fire that
burned me up.
i was rushed to
the ER, kept over
night, moaning
due to the burn
i could still feel the
flame that licked
at my eye and
bit hard on skin
i no longer felt
warmth of the
sun, but of cold
nuclear winter;
and i no longer
saw the wonder
of your blue eyes
because now boy,
you've left me snow blind
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Literature
March Renga 2011
your chilling caress;
shivers rupture my dainty-
spine and break my back.
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Literature
De facto
Uncertainty
washes over me
i feel it coursing
through my veins,
hardening my lungs.
It lives
in the dark
corners of
my uneasy heart
where it breathes
And whispers
my true nightmares.
it scares me.
and honestly i
can't remember when,
The memories
of days like
this, didn't stir
up my demons
Of lost faith.
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Literature
March Renga 2011 - train wreck
we're love and war babe.
push me up and snap my bones-
under the pressure.
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March Renga 2011 - stargazer
close your eyes and let
constellations collide; while
the ship falls apart
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March Renga 2011 - Reborn
you stand over my-
wasted, mangled body
'till i am reborn
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March Renga 2011 - Poison
an empty bottle
dangles from your fingertips
intoxication
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Literature
March Renga 2011 - Crule
is this personal-
affliction or fantasy?
bend and break my bones.
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March Renga 2011 - Leaving
his feet stumble down
the uneven cobble stones
he will not go back.
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March Renga 2011 - expelled
my soul will tumble
and seep out of your pours; your
skin slowly covered.
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she sells sea shells
gypsy woman sells sea shells by the shore
tells you about the water
and how you can hear the ocean in conch shells, the simplest reminder that you are never far from beauty
magical, she says,
but strange
she asks about your shells
you say
oh
i have none,  
too out of place in your substandard apartment in the big bad city  
and she laughs
she tells you that everyone has them
the people that become shells of their past forms
how strange
but how stranger it is for them, every so often, to emerge from the fog in their once fullest form
and no matter how far from them you are now, it will always bring you to your knees
worse than ghosts,
she says
like a melting iceberg
dissolving into the sea
ghosts become part of the scenery
whereas the shells get washed up on shore
waiting to be found  
and we're all just lost,
she says  
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Blackout
To leave your home behind is quite possibly the hardest thing in the world for a person to do. When I left my home, left behind my friends and family, I was leaving behind more than the material possessions and the physical beings who I surrounded myself at home. I was leaving behind the spirit of those people, the memories that I had with them and the soul of our time together. The smell of the books that I took with me took me places far beyond what their words painted; the smell of the pages and the feel of the cover took me back to nights spent together, reading quietly or laughing across a bon fire from each other. I will never forget the home that I had, no matter what I find on the road ahead of me. The new friends that I've made, and the places I've been, are important to me too, but they are numerous and fleeting and make me appreciate my past all that much more. Surrounding myself with the pitfalls of excess, of too much drugs, alcohol, sex, only made me cherish my innocence
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a tribute to seventeen years
i remember being eight
tight braids in my hair and legs crossed firmly like a good little girl,
my cheeks burning crimson when the other girls laughed, asking, "what do you mean you don't know what a cock is?"
then researching peacocks, cockatoos until - oh.
then i read those american girl books for hours on end, tucking them under my bedsheets until mummy went and took them out, to my embarassment.
someday, you'll wish you didn't know. someday, you'll wish you had've been in complete oblivion to what a penis is
so that you wouldn't know what it is
when prematurely faced with one.
i remember being ten
hair still in tight braids to illude to an image of stability,
watching the world through distracted eyes, worn eyes -
you are different.
unlike the girls who were escorted out of health class because they were too giggly, you sat stone-faced;
shamed that you remember and shamed that you can't forget.
someday you'll wish you just said no, that he didn't blame you because you liked
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