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Yours, Medusa
Oh how naive of me, 
 To think I could steal you away for even a moment
 Even though in a moment you stole me away for all eternity
 Are you so scared of me? 
Did I come on too strong? 
 Or not strong enough? 
Like Medusa has my affection turned you to stone? 

I’m alone
 As these thoughts pour through my head
 Wriggling like snakes in my brain, 
Petrifying. 
 I’m petrified 
 By the thought of you in her treacherous arms
 Caught in a siren song 
That is eating away at your soul 
 Note by note

 I’ve never seen eyes
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Jealousy
You ask me why I’m jealous I sigh and tell you I’m not Not really It’s just that... I hate the thought Of her bitter lips on yours Of her fingertips tracing trails on your skin Do my fingers follow the same path? If I were to kiss all of you, How much would be mine alone? And how much would I be sharing? I hate the thought of her sweet words Capturing your heart Taking pieces of you That I will never have I feel like I’m grasping at fragments of you Desperate to hold on to whatever I can Terrified you’ll slip through my grasp Sometimes the look in your eyes makes me feel Like you’ll never really be m
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The Maid Of Time
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I Bet You Taste
I bet you taste like Every flavor I hate That I’ve ever spat out And scraped off my tongue And tried to wash away With liquor and cigarets I bet you taste Bitter and Spoilt and Rotten Like Something left alone For far too long In the dark I bet you taste Like something burnt To the bottom of the pan When I forget the stove is on. Charred I bet you taste like Every flavor I hate So why do I keep Coming back to taste You Again ?
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I Don't Believe In Science
I once dated a scientist Who told me, “This won’t hurt a bit.” Then cut me open And dissected my heart And he lied It was agony. I don’t believe in science anymore Now I only date magicians Because at least then, I know it’s all an illusion From the start
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Dollface
"You’re the only one who calls me that." She says. And I know it’s true. Because her beauty’s not in her face. Or in her body. It’s in her soul and mind and eyes. So no one sees it. Because it’s not there on a first glance. Or even a second or third. If you only ever glance at her, you’ll never see it at all. She deserves to be studied like a fine art. Like a masterpiece sculpture Of Medusa
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His eyes are the red tide He looks at me and I am lost Carried to sea by his currents I can’t find my footing in his depth Choking on too much intensity But I’d rather die in his embrace Than live in the shallows of who he is, Having never known the depths beneath his skin
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Mels
Her brown eyes draw me in She’s not the prettiest girl I know But the constellations of her freckles are burning in my eyes And I want to eat her whole
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So Are You
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Yours, Medusa
Oh how naive of me, 
 To think I could steal you away for even a moment
 Even though in a moment you stole me away for all eternity
 Are you so scared of me? 
Did I come on too strong? 
 Or not strong enough? 
Like Medusa has my affection turned you to stone? 

I’m alone
 As these thoughts pour through my head
 Wriggling like snakes in my brain, 
Petrifying. 
 I’m petrified 
 By the thought of you in her treacherous arms
 Caught in a siren song 
That is eating away at your soul 
 Note by note

 I’ve never seen eyes
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Jealousy
You ask me why I’m jealous I sigh and tell you I’m not Not really It’s just that... I hate the thought Of her bitter lips on yours Of her fingertips tracing trails on your skin Do my fingers follow the same path? If I were to kiss all of you, How much would be mine alone? And how much would I be sharing? I hate the thought of her sweet words Capturing your heart Taking pieces of you That I will never have I feel like I’m grasping at fragments of you Desperate to hold on to whatever I can Terrified you’ll slip through my grasp Sometimes the look in your eyes makes me feel Like you’ll never really be m
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The Maid Of Time
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I Bet You Taste
I bet you taste like Every flavor I hate That I’ve ever spat out And scraped off my tongue And tried to wash away With liquor and cigarets I bet you taste Bitter and Spoilt and Rotten Like Something left alone For far too long In the dark I bet you taste Like something burnt To the bottom of the pan When I forget the stove is on. Charred I bet you taste like Every flavor I hate So why do I keep Coming back to taste You Again ?
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I Don't Believe In Science
I once dated a scientist Who told me, “This won’t hurt a bit.” Then cut me open And dissected my heart And he lied It was agony. I don’t believe in science anymore Now I only date magicians Because at least then, I know it’s all an illusion From the start
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Dollface
"You’re the only one who calls me that." She says. And I know it’s true. Because her beauty’s not in her face. Or in her body. It’s in her soul and mind and eyes. So no one sees it. Because it’s not there on a first glance. Or even a second or third. If you only ever glance at her, you’ll never see it at all. She deserves to be studied like a fine art. Like a masterpiece sculpture Of Medusa
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His eyes are the red tide He looks at me and I am lost Carried to sea by his currents I can’t find my footing in his depth Choking on too much intensity But I’d rather die in his embrace Than live in the shallows of who he is, Having never known the depths beneath his skin
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Mels
Her brown eyes draw me in She’s not the prettiest girl I know But the constellations of her freckles are burning in my eyes And I want to eat her whole
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So Are You
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She chased wolves all the way back to the sun
Sunsets would break and collapse Between the gaps of her spine Sliding past the summers aching breaths They’d reside in the hollows of her eyes Cold lucidity seeping into her ivy sewn ribcage Her songbird synapses collapsing into the skies As they caved in upon themselves When the earth opened up and swallowed Her day dreamer retinas And pasted over them in night time symphonies She was Pegasus palpitations hung up to dry When the stars could no longer bleed And the trees would split into a thousand storms Held tightly under wraps by green eyed spirits And hungry wolves clawing at her open palms Lions den whispers echoing between
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The boy who hides in drugstores and late nights
Blindfolded airwaves hide his forest veins Where not even the moon can touch the lonely heart Resting on his tightly buttoned sleeve Insomnia drawn deeply into the creases of his eyes Galaxies humming in time with his stuttering heartbeats He hides behind nightlights to burn out his demons Because the devils in the detail and he's one hour away from tearing down the sky Splintered amber bones searching for serendipitous moments He longed not for the stars but rather For those moments where the horizon kisses the earth Bonfire irises with a knack for chasing time Longing for the sun to seem real again Carving his name into walls to be reme
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NaPoWriMo: Day 2
sometimes, i have this sudden urge to cut my hair. most of the time, i just wish I were anything other than me. a rocket ship, a bird- the sweet flavored smoke I promised my girlfriend these briar patch lungs would not in.hale. instead, i have fallen in love with the strangest of things- eyes that intimidate godless boys. the way my scars play hide and seek with her hands. - the love letters that start and end with kisses pressed against limbs. i make promises i know i can not keep. but if i were a liar i would say i was tired of writing to the stars.
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NaPoWriMo: Day 4
I might have a scrappers knees, wildflowers growing on my knuckles, & I might remind you of every nasty thing you ever did, but I don’t see you in my mirror. I just have the right to hate my own face. - Oh atlas, I think this hitchhiker’s heart is breaking & I don’t have the medical skill- or the time to suture the pieces back together again. So please; lead me, lead me anywhere, but here.
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I am girl.
Other boys tell me I’d look best disheveled, firmly pressed against their skin. & they know I am girl- from the curve of my hips, to this jutting collarbone, lonely of love bites & bruises. But, your hands shape falsities out of my limbs with a tongue speaking of me in riddles; Isabella, Christine. Why do I allow your body to find rest against these bones when you don’t even recognize the taste of my moon skin between your teeth?
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Scorpius
sometimes, i wake up with bits of Orion still stuck between my teeth. & i grin, remembering the face of every lover i’ve managed unscathed, to crawl out from underneath. ‘ad astra’ inked into ankle bones like little wings, Pluto’s underworld ripe, coursing through my veins: i stake claim to clavicles. devouring shivers between the constellations of tongues & weak limbs, i get off on all the ways mere mortals beg me to sacrifice them to the heavens.
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Milky Way
my body is a road map of hazard signs & do-not-touch-me's. but on the days when the mirror is nice to me, i can hear whispering voices like little racing heartbeats beneath my skin: you are not worthless. you are strong. your ribcage has a meaning- these bruises are con            ons,    ste     ti       & you are the Milky Way.         lla   -dp
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Necromancy
She thinks there are nebulae in the rough of my gutter bones, some stargazing sanctuary for lonely outcasts to lay their heads. I am but a car crash, spellbound inside eyelids, & red inked corrections on crosshatched skin. Made up of moans, the clutching of bedsheets; I am contemplating ripping my ribs apart & proving I never had a heart at all. But my moon shy love; she is determined to try & wake the dead.
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NaPoWriMo: Day 3
Today, I wanted to pluck my ribs from out my chest & hang them about my house like wind chimes- dangled brutality; a taunt for hungry wolves. I didn’t grab for sharp objects, I just wrote about it. I never knew I wanted to be a writer until I lost something. I still don’t know what that is- (my mind, maybe.) But words, they fill gaps that had no stories to keep them from hollowing out in the first place.
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The0rigin|Hobbyist General Artist
why you no answer :saddummy:
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Ashennnn!!! Nice to see you on a different site ;) 
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ConcreteGypsy|Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Yeah you know. I get around. ;)
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Your winks convey something deep to me ;)
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ConcreteGypsy|Hobbyist Traditional Artist
As they should ;)
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Hi thank you for the watch, it means alot.. :)
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ConcreteGypsy|Hobbyist Traditional Artist
It's no problem at all! I love your work!
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