Your Mission...So, is there anything that you guys ever wanted to say or tell someone, but didn't, for whatever reason?
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Please, Please Need MeI want to know,Please, Please Need Me
are we burning or burning out?
I will be the first to admit that I am not okay.
And yes,
I am crying. Will cry.
In my imagination I am lying in your bed.
Enjoy this warmth while it wanes
and take
from me what you sought to
gain because
it's fuel or it's fire but
either way it's gone.
by ~iamchlorine
The ArtistI sitThe Artist
aging
in a room breathing clouds upon clouds
of dirt and rust and words that
went to rot.
And I will build a castle
out of these things
that make me weak and
I will fabricate a
life within its walls but don't you dare notice I'm
smiling
or else my castle will suffer for it.
by ~iamchlorine
This ThingIn this house there are dried up pens and the skeletons of musical instruments who scream violently from the cornersThis Thing
of every room.
Fragments of conversation sit like smoke on the walls and beds and tables and secrets sleep in drawers beside sheets of feelings hidden and forgotten and remembered at the worst of times, at two in the morning
when discipline dissolves and
I consider the plucking out of eyes.
Awake, I am sick on my pillow and all night I taste the bitterness of what
by ~iamchlorine
On Self-DestructionYou're cold. Do you even feel the sun?On Self-Destruction
Because I watched you wrap your mouth around its
infernal body and saw it shed light on the filth on your teeth and
you swallowed and
though it's burning in your gut and the acid and acrid gases are flooding your body you still
refuse to break orbit.
Spit it out. And if you won't, babe, just spell it out.
by ~iamchlorine
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faster faster stop[an unperson poem]faster faster stop
each
time
that I left you found me more
appealing
'til your
face
was just a
shape I'd
create in the white
specks of my
ceiling but
memories fade and our soft
paint is peeling with each
graceless mistake it flakes and
falls revealing
an immense lack of faith and feigned
lustre concealing cracks in our foundation and the baseness of our feelings grown
faint like a fate &n
by *YouInventedMe
Tree Bornsend me your seeds in the same tube weTree Born
discussed
wave and recede 'til they breathe the dust
of us
it's just there's much I'd like to touch hearts
hands
and such
and oh!
the time
that I
would spend
laying my roots sans stems
and shoots a truth
where animals are animate and trees
are not born
men
I can't defend much less
depend upon a sky lit
by
moonshine pink within
but though
by *YouInventedMe
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Live by the pen and pencil and you live free!
It's not our skill that makes us what we are, it's our passion.
Writer At Heart!
What more is there to life?
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Please...?
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Live by the pen and pencil and you live free!
Read it. Trust me. It's pretty good.
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Live by the pen and pencil and you live free!
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