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Lame traffic earring- part seven
No.
I can't do that.
I can't kill him.
I can't watch him die,
not again.
And this is him,
the real number 3.
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Between Lies and Pain
I choose pain.
We gossip all the time.
Shaping somebody,
to what they aren't.
When rumors emerge
between shadows
we change who somebody is
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Not yet.
No.
No, no, no, no!
It can't be December,
not yet.
Because just a minute ago,
we were going back to school shopping.
And now we're almost halfway through the year?
It doesn't make sense.
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Little Lies
I thought I was an extrovert-
I'm not.
I can't talk to somebody unless they approach me first.
So I don't correct when somebody says something that's wrong,
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A professional liar
Shadows dance on the names we wear,
hiding our true feelings deep down in our pockets.
Hearing each other's footsteps as you walk downstage,
sounds strangely nice.
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It'll be okay
I hate it
when people say
it'll be okay,
and that they understand.
But they don't.
They don't understand,
because they aren't me.
Loves
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How
How do we live
Knowing others cannot?
How do we breathe
Knowing our comfort is at the hands of hidden devastation?
How do we laugh
when all around us Tears seem to be the only logical response?
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Fatal Orbit
She carried around a lip gloss with her, reminiscent of jam and the fruits I used to eat in my youth. It appears darker in the bottle than on her lips, yet she says it is perfect the way it is.
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We All Bleed
Blood spills onto our streets too much.
The streets were once safely kept
but now they're permanently stained
with cries, sirens, and death.
The harrowing cold of the family house,
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Wake up (for once in your life)
A child's dream in passing
I want to rule the world
but you tried to chase that dream
that dream that was impossible for you to achieve
that showed how you really think
how you're a child
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Abyssopelagic
My life is like a lake,
All water and round,
So clear it is a mirror,
Or rather, a looking glass.
But when you look a little closer,
Dip your toes beneath the surface,
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The Red Crayon
I haven't seen democracy since I was four years old,
coloring with crayons outside the lines while a man on screen was coloring the map with too much red that the blue was overpowered.