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Spirit Animals

You are a cat. No loyalty, Pure emotion, Easily distracted By shiny objects. I am not domesticated, So neither dog Nor the wolves that bore them, For they are pack animals. Not even the lonely, regal tiger Is my natural peer, For I soar above others: A dragon. Older than others Wiser. Fiercer. Unconquerable, Save […]

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Gnawing

You desire to be someone’s everything. Yet when you were, it wasn’t enough And your hunger grew ravenous. When you were given someone’s everything It wasn’t enough And you grew lustful. Now you chase whatever Fix you can get, And ignore the one who Would feed your soul With his own.

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The Cruelest Cut

Broken people use their shards to cut others. And those they cut the deepest are those who are the closest, ready with open arms.

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Memento Amoris

You remember nothing. I remember everything. And forgive you, Because most of all I remember That I love you.

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Not Nice

I’m not nice. I’m real. And I really care, Care enough to push, To say the not nice things That are true and real And need to be said To have a real relationship Instead of one that is nice But fake.

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Friends

“We’re friends”. You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means. To you it is surface attention and niceties, A few hundred Facebook likes And people that feed you your Narcissistic supply that you thrive off of. Friend to me means being there, Ready to drop everything to […]

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You Choose

Illusion of a Princess or reality of a Queen; delusion of excess or control of everything? Easy life? Constant strife? Unfillable hole, Or barely control The wide wild world? Your choice: Woman or girl?

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When You

When you swore you were horrible, I refused to believe you. When you showed you were out of control, I refused to give up on you. When you attacked me, I took the blows from you. Now you have cut me out, Scorched the earth and left me Wondering and crying Over your memory And […]

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Dead

One year ago I thought I might die, And I was most afraid of losing you. I didn’t die. But I did lose you, and am dead inside.

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Fill

True love means pouring Out your soul to fill Their vessel, drawing From the Endless Spring Until there is no more To give of yourself.