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why do i treat my body like a freezer? i know I can't keep these thoughts fresh for long
smog
inhale exhale I confuse the two as antonyms yet they do not mean the same one with out the other, silence I often forget what I am saying and begin with lost words from yesterday my brain, a wishing well kept full from tossing coins at myself hoping to remember what was just at the tip of my tongue there are times when i am penniless i fish coins out from myself and wish upon them for something else, never to know which will come true careful i might just get what i wish for
roast
roasting my heart spinning and drooling like a dog in heat I pluck the chords of your voice with a snarl
falcon
i am a fierce hawk born from the sea and raised in the twists and turns of the puget sound lately though i have lost too many feathers have you ever lost a piece of yourself? each one a memory, a lesson learned i replaced my confidence with doubt again censoring every word i speak but today i vow to my self my one and only that i am in control again maker of destiny and forever free
camp
held on for so long myfiingers start to melt the tips are words I am speaking but they will never be real I will never touch a single
enticing
so alluring your striking eyes blue as the heavens opening for the first time in weeks the clouds part ways and a stream of sun pours onto the concrete then reflects back up into topaz keys I can tell what you're thinking not speaking my name I can feel your gems of soul on my empty shoulder blades as I slip into the next room we should always be closer
enticing
the fight to stop smiling when one is yelling at me or scolding me or even telling me, seriously, how they feel is one I am slowly losing I just have to laugh I am rude
aura
i must be shades of red
agenda
rich in heart and soul and diamonds, hidden caskets carved in your eyes crash wide open and they knock faithfully on your cellar door asking for receipts, a number to prove you are real just let them check the dirt under your nails, harbored soul are you the one who dug that jewel? you kneel whisper pray to be predator to feed on gold silver but muddy tears laid bodies to rest long before you walked this dirt and you will never be worth more than soil
captured
i still find myself picking pieces of you from my guts - that day when your shrapnel stuck into the back of my mind the war of you and i
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