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If I start flossing with violin strings so that my words will be musical, will Mother drive me to the asylum? And when she drives me to the asylum, will you come with me? And as I pull out my nails and smear the blood on my eyelids, will you listen to my despair, the rantings of pathetic poetic me?
Sometimes I punch myself in the eyes so that I can see the stars on city nights, and use their wishes to bring you here. Sometimes I open my mouth on rainy days to catch Mother Nature's tears. Even if it melts my mask away and taints my virgin tongue, will you love me? Its all I don't have and all I need, and quite frankly, I think it just may drive me mad.
Wrap your arms around me because you can. Hold me tight, I feel no shame so never let me go…
even when I bite and kick and scream, never let me go. Love me, love me when I'm savage.
Sometimes I punch myself in the eyes so that I can see the stars on city nights, and use their wishes to bring you here. Sometimes I open my mouth on rainy days to catch Mother Nature's tears. Even if it melts my mask away and taints my virgin tongue, will you love me? Its all I don't have and all I need, and quite frankly, I think it just may drive me mad.
Wrap your arms around me because you can. Hold me tight, I feel no shame so never let me go…
even when I bite and kick and scream, never let me go. Love me, love me when I'm savage.
Literature
Amnesia
Blackness....
.....only.....
....surrounded by faces......
Unknown......watching.....what.....where....
......white walls......white....
as the space inside
my........mind......
....voices.....speaking....names....sounds...
I...cannot.....
identify
....places......photos......sights.....sounds....
lost......somewhere...
inside.......please.....
gasping.....for....a.......breath....a....moment....
haunted.....by.....this....shadow
of me
.....a life.....lived........not mine
yet......who is that......
like......a....Doppelganger....
.....mocking...
from behind laughing eye
is it?
can it be?
but........who.......am.......I
Literature
EverBlaze: Denying the Devil
I can see him,
He's lurking just around the corner of my eye
I must resist,
I cannot accept him, I must deny
I don't want to be enslaved,
But I don't think I can be saved,
No, not this time
(He's waiting, waiting)
(He's taking, taking)
But he will not break me!
In the silence of my soul,
I feel him try to take control
But I will fight him to the end,
I will never let him win
He has a passion to destroy,
But he will not take my voice!
In my pain, I know he revels,
But I stand here, denying the devil...
I can feel him,
His fingers closing around my heart
And so it begins,
And the rage inside me, it sparks
I do not want to
Literature
Pretty Soldier
One two, one two
Step in time, step in time
March away, march away
I promise I'll be fine
Fine without you when you're gone
And far away from me
Say it once, say it twice
And true these words will be.
I'll think of you in Air Force blues,
I'll think about it all
Stepping lively, stepping true
My soldier standing tall
I promise I won't cry for you
Well
I promise that I'll try
Not a tear, and not a sound
As two months pass on by
You know these words are all for you
But also, they're for me
Foolish maybe, selfish too
Can't change the way I see
But know I'll always love you
Until the very end
You are my heart, my othe
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