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I Don’t Know
I've been trying to find the words to say this
But the thoughts aren't finding where my brain is
Like they're close enough to tease my heart with
So near even you'd think they can't miss
Yet all I'm typing are things that aren't hitting
Any of the feelings I wish could be written
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21 Questions
I remember us playing 21 questions
I don’t remember much else.. I think
I think I remember the feeling of him pressed against me.
I remember his friend, my friend, them
In the doorway
His friend whispered as they watched
“See, she likes it, don’t you want it too?
Don’t you hear her? I could do that for you”
I remember I was drunk
I remember being told afterwards
“OMG GIRL! YOU WERE MOANING SO LOUD!”
But I remember fishing the tampon from inside me that night
I remember having almost my whole fist
inside me
Trying so HARD
to find it
...It had been pushed so far.
Because I remember telling her
“I’m NOT doing anything tonight, I’m on my period, I don’t even wanna be out”
I remember my only witness
Telling me
I was wrong.
And, thus
Instantly it wasn’t what I remembered it to be.
It wasn’t anything,
But regret.
Deep,
Deep,
regret.
But I know I remember we were playing 21 questions.
My favourite colour was blue,
and his shirt was off.
My favourite number was 12,
and he’d unzipped my pants.
My favourite animal was
Him
Inside me.
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And I still forget the ending
To a book I've read three times
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I Think
If I wait until you feel what I feel
My wounds might be
Beyond what time will heal
Your heart's made up
I'm too fucked up
Dead out of dumb luck
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When you one day find yourself here
Eyes red and burning from your tears
At least you'll know you're feeling something
Cause the drops will stain what you write
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Evening For Another Night
The sun’s going down
Nothing but clouds in the sky
Soaked in tears and rain
Let’s save this for another day
Since that time outside
To all my texts
You haven’t replied
Unsure what’s next for us
It was supposed to be
An evening for another night
Never knew that was goodbye
Had I known you’d cut our ties
Maybe that night
I would have tried
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Darkness Of The Scent
It has been lingering for a while now
This uneasy feeling
Unbearably muting my thoughts
Clouding my vision
My instincts crave this thing
Supposed to make me better
Avoiding won’t work
Without it I’ll shatter
In spite of the flaws
It still smells sweet
I’ll still want it
As dark as it can be
Please continue to bless my being
Don’t show me what I lack
Green light all my doings
My ego remains intact
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Come on, Let’s Stop This
These racing thoughts
Only silence
Wait until they slow down
They come to a halt
What’s the problem?
Don’t like what’s happening here?
Hands shaking
Tears flowing
Lips moving
There’s still no sound
What will it take to let them out?
Why are we here?
Replaying this scene
Going nowhere
Never ending
Forever pretending
Farewell to this fairytale
That ship has set sail
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