

WordsWordsWords
I love written word I love the way
someone can so gracefully wield their tongue I love the way syllables join together to create
the eternal ring of song Never stop writing Never stop speaking For the art of language will remain Forever beautiful Forever true


InadequateInadequateInadequate
Have you ever felt it? Trying so hard yet never succeeding Seeking grandeur inevitably falling short Will I Ever add up to my own expectations?
It seems unlikely Welcome to the story of my tragic existence


Shattered IceShattered IceShattered Ice
Eyes so compelling It's hard to look away and see how beautiful you are when you smile


Your LullabyYour lullabyYour Lullaby
Words so sharp and cunning they pierce the heart yet sooth my aching soul Listening to your graceful speech never grows old How I love to do nothing more than watch your teeth dance and hear the ever comforting sounds of your voice the sounds of a lost lullaby spoken only for me


The Drug Called LoveMy soul, soothed. My heart, healed. My mind, mended. I have found love.The Drug Called Love


The Boy Who Cried ChemicalsThere are certain times I remember that stab me through my stomach, from the inside to the out. Cuts it open and all my wicked organs fall out, Choking and wheezing from the lack of my acid inside. Splinters from Winter still infect my remaining rib cage. I kneel beside my chemical spill, And try to put my pieces in their place like a jigsaw puzzle. Everything fits like it should, Like I never thought they would. Everything except my plastic lungs and cardboard heart. They aren't welcome back in this town. Because one is a bullet and one is a gun, And I'm not sure which iThe Boy Who Cried Chemicals
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