Men of Hollywood #poetry

They already have the power. But they still want yours. Give them your innocence, Your body, Everything you are. And when you have nothing left, They will still take more than they ever give.

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Toasted honey sandwich #poetry

The sweetest type of honey drips down that delicious golden brown. The tip of my tongue licks the drop, tastes it. I press my lips to it, spread it open, just a bit. My eyes close, the smell, intoxicating. I slide my tongue inside, licking and tasting every bit of honey inside. A bit drips…

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Open Your Eyes

Smell the chalk And stick out your tongue, Taste the exhaust. Feel the spiders crawling up your skin. Listen to the shrill screams. You can change it, or it can change you.

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How to Keep Peace

She takes your dreams, Steals your time, Makes you mad, Bloody irrational. She’ll take your health, Then your life. Breathe. In, she’s translucent. Out, she’s transparent. Breathe. She’s gone. She whispers in your ear. Breathe. In. Out.

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Reset Button

I sometimes need a little button. A little button on the back of my head. I would reach back there, Fiddling around though my hair, Screwing my fingers around. I would press it once, nothing. Twice, nothing. Three times! No stress, warm sand between my toes. No routine, the taste of ocean salt on the…

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She Needs Me

In a moment, my thoughts are erased. I write helplessly, without form, format, wit, or grace. I want someone to help me. I need someone to be there for me. It always me though. Isn’t it? I’m always there. A rant becomes reason. I’m sorry for being selfish. I’m here for you…

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Matcha at Sunrise

A little tea-cup. To catch my small tears. And muffle my screams. Crush me to powder. Drink every last drop. Pee me and flush me.

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Adding Wet to Wet

My pool takes the rain. And the rain is changed forever. Race to the filter to kill the pain. Yell and slip away to the never.

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Where Will I End Up?

I see a boy while walking down the street. An ordinary road, I see. Sort of an ordinary boy, I meet. He wants help from me. I help him get home. That’s how I stand. Now, I am doomed to roam. Where is this land? I see a man while walking down the lane. An…

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The Iron

Her dark soul barely showed through her light blue eyes. But there was a glimpse of who she really was. I knew better, but I wanted her, wanted to change that demon. The demon consumed me, changed me. Now you can barely see my dark soul through my light blue eyes.

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