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I used to curse the snow
I used to curse the snow
used to fight every tradition about snow days
in denial
I would wake up early and get ready like I could
prevent it from happening
well the snow still fell
the roads still closed
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Fire and roses
I was made of fire
before the roses blessed me
I was made impure
before purity chose me like
I was some kind of tortured angel
I used to be bad
the worst
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Silenced
My feelings as words
it's supposed to be safe
I just want to rant.
Deleted.
Cancelled.
No evidence.
Go away.
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Anchorless
Sitting at a desk
staring into space
scratching your head
I'm sorry it was me you chose
I took away your anchor
and now you're just
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Oaths
Sailing in the rain
moonlit sky in the dark
overcast shadowsa world of shards
broken
for the ones we love
promises mix with the impurity of dreams
we wish we could have
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Concert sick
I'm
the concert kind of sick
just-one-more-day-of-health
feeling-the-sneeze-coming sick
sniffles and tissues and begrudging resignment
but if I can just make it
one
Loves
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Puzzled
When we ask questions
we get answers
but they don't answer our questions
they leave us hanging
and they are the answers to a different question.
If I try to clarify
it gets worse
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I'm not crazy
Their names were mine
I took care of them
they are my closest confidants
and forever will be
Fuzzy Bunny
one of the oldest of them all
worn and not very fuzzy anymore
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Sick
I'm sick
nothing to do about it
let me go home
it can't be the end of the world if I'm not there for an afternoon, can it?
I'm contagious
everyone else would get whatever the heck I have
you don't want this
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By the rat
Be glad that I am still here
you should love my prescence
why wouldn't you?
I protect your back
that is, when you're looking
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Stalking
I slink along the side of the wall
my dark pelt blending in with the darkness
the fog obscuring my features
but my eyes remain.
You can tell that I watch
that I linger
behind you.
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Back
I am back
the fuzzy bandit from before
remember me?
I took your lemonade
next I'll take your socks
those precious person-ornaments made of nice, soft cotton
stolen right off of your feet
hee hee