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She
She stares right through the hill I hide behind,right past the smoke and mirrors that keep me safe,and she smiles,as if she is pleased to see me,just as I am,with no pretence, no playing pretend,just me, the way that God made me. She has so many friends.When I see her socialising,I feel lonely,like the last…
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I Mean Something To Myself
Lost in the woods,lost at sea,looking deeply into the eyes of my ouija board,but never getting a glance back,or an answer that makes my heart happy.Even my ghosts have stopped haunting me.It’s easy to be over it,when you’ve never meant anything to anybody,but I survived for a reason,so a little part of me thinks I…
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Darling, This Is Only A Game
Darling, this is only a game,I gaily gaze into your eyes as we play,back and forth,on the darkened streets, sweet candy dreams projected by the moonlight.My tight curls are trapped inside your trusting grasp,and I gasp at the softness of your yearning kiss,but this,my darling, who dissolves in the sun,this is only a game,a game…
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Hopeful, Again.
Hopeful, again. I am hoping for the best, because I sleep restfully since I met you. I tried your name out in my mouth, and it fit. It tasted good. I imagined a gentle kiss, in the soft glow of the moonlight, and, God, my body smouldered, so starved for something she had barely tasted.…
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Monday
You crossed my mind on Monday, too late to recall the remains of a burning flame that once kept me warm, so, I woke up cold, recalling the sweet shyness of your voice as you told me that you’d got glasses. I recall the last time we talked, like no time had passed at all,…