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~withbrokenteeth
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unfinished.so much for everything, i say to myself.unfinished.
i'm not sure where to begin, so i suppose that the best place to start, is to say that i'm not quite sure which end is the beginning, otherwise i would start there.
i can see my veins through my stark-white skin. i remember you tracing them with your fingers while i pretended to sleep. that kind of transparency never did serve me well.
by ~withbrokenteeth
reconstructionoh! boy, you'll thank me for this one day.reconstruction
i've meticulously taken all that flesh and bone and turned you into someone much more useful, pertinent, stable, predictable.
i've fixed you.
i peeled off skin like a tangerine in the summer heat wiping my hands as i worked; putting you in that metal shell was the best decision we ever made.
the only thing i couldn't save was your pumping, feebly sensitive, yet explosive heart.
but trust me darling, you are better off without.
because i cannot love you foreve
by ~withbrokenteeth
blank spacewater never felt so welcome in my lungs.blank space
i was packing all my bags and you stood silently, staring. by all my bags, of course i mean just my faded blue-and-grey diary [i sure hope it's waterproof] and a toothbrush [i don't want to offend anyone on the other side, you know.] tucked into a grocery bag.
i told you about all my dreams, about swirls of colour and floating endlessly among them, eyes open and searching. seas of fishes swirling about me, all of them being fishes of seas.
you held my hand within yours, and i felt your insides
by ~withbrokenteeth
curling my toesshut up!curling my toes
i am dreaming of faraway sunsets and foothills, where you cannot catch my jangly bones crackling together at the joints.
i am welcoming fortuitous visionaries into my life at every turn, and with all this welcoming, there's no room for you tonight. we're building beauty in our masterful plans, and soon there won't be room for your kind. oh, our plans!
my brain is blurred from your narcotic voice, and my dreams are like watercolour, spilling out my ears and leaving stains on my shirt. i have learned that you are only the supporting role in everything that i've become.
shut up,
by ~withbrokenteeth
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disjunctionHappiness, his own creation It should take more than one hit To bring about its destruction To create this ruindisjunction
Emotions cut deeper than steel Death-metal the only salvation To bring down the destroyer To find each other
Sometimes, nothing matters but you The rest of the time I am failing.
by ~jaggy
He listenedHe listened. The only companion he had now was the faint heartbeat in his chest. He looked. The only thing he saw was the back of his eyelids, his eyes tightly shut. It was as if they were welded closed, and he could not open them now even if he wanted to.He listened
He felt. He could no longer tell where his body was, but one side of it was pushed tightly against a hard surface. A warm, thick liquid seemed to be all over him, and it felt nice. He tasted. He tasted and it was him. He tasted sweet. He inhaled. He could smell cool air…cool air drifting up his nostrils,
by ~jaggy
Unconventional Poem for LainaUnconventional Love Poem for AllainaUnconventional Poem for Laina
Why: You said the skin on your skull was never enough to compete with your friends. why is it when I see your face, imprinted as it is on my inside eyelids, my stomach does a backwards roll my heart pounds out at my ribs
why: said your eyes weren\'t pretty enough. blue - but not a pretty blue you said blue - I could stare at them for days, lose myself wondering how long I\'ve been behind there, a place where I could happily drown, in the only place I feel safe
why: how you\'d hate your body. You
by ~jaggy
Sonnet 0001i have a crush on you, you know.Sonnet 0001
i know i'm probably the
last person you want to hear that from, but i do.
I just can't figure you out. Everything seems so overly cautious or vague. One minute you can't keep your hands off me and the next minute you won't even stand near me.
i guess its probably just wishful thinking.
i get butterflies in my stomach every time i hear your voice, or if i know you're standing near me,
by ~sugarkill
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