you were at the beginning of me ( Read more... )

 i am the opposite of myself
half me and half not
i consider the sleep of many
my pleasure to exceed
i am the terminal difference
between my own smile
and my jagged yellow teeth
i sink in deep and try to relax with it
though the heat of the sounds under tongue 
repel my every inch 
goodbye once a day
everyday until i sleep no more

an old truth becomes new again ( Read more... )

alone i see myself
the way no other can,
asleep ego dreams
of one who understands
a flower,  Narcissus wants
more than a reflection

10 days had passed since he had ( Read more... )

many thoughts impossible drown me in you
and you are far too close to tell me more
these wondrous ideas of anew
are locked away
under control

Oh yeah, I'll tell you something,
I think you'll understand.
When I'll say that something
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.

Oh please, say to me
You'll let me be your man
And please, say to me
You'll let me hold your hand.
Now let me hold your hand,
I want to hold your hand.

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ranting banshee underneath
this skin is a sheet
jump to f
a
l
l to sing and scream

underneath i tip tap along
scratching i drip drop crimson love

piano hands shake with mistake
i never learned to play fair

all in a deep Atlantic dream

i can't remember how i used to feel
i just can't feel the way i did back then
it feels just like
a poltergeist
is living in my skin
i try to talk
i take a walk
and than
i pray to you
so that i won't
contain


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life used to take sharp turns
unexpected jolts throughout the daze
sincerity was always there
even when she wasn't
and the inevitable was impossible
fast friends, love, fear, obsession;
all a daily routine.
i miss being thirteen.