

Poetry In Motion"I've been writing this poem about shoes," my neighbor Malora told me as she forced a quick laugh. I could tell from the casual way she'd mentioned it that this poem was important to her. After being best friends for nearly 4 years, I should be able to see through her layers of bullshit. "It's a work in progress, of course. Not finished or anything-"Poetry In Motion
I cut her off quickly, putting her out of her misery. "Mal, shut up and let me see the damn poem already!" She laughed- a real one this time- and smacked me in the arm. I watched her slide the scrap of paper across the table, taking note that it had been scrawled quickly onto a thin


Dangerous LoveStab me with your razor eyes Scald me with your touch Stain me with your toxic hands I want this pain so muchDangerous Love
Rip me, tear me, make me bleed Turn me inside-out Destroy me with your dangerous love I'm forever left in doubt
Hurt me deeply; kill my soul Caress me with insults Ignore me till I beg for more Just to see results
Make me tremble, make me cry Beat me with your love I'll beat you back and tear you up I'll fit you like a glove


Speak My PeaceA heavy hand on my waist Hot breath washes against my cheek I feel your lips move Somewhere near my temple My pulse throbs- can you feel it? And a warm shiver erupts I can feel you now Smell your scent of soap And sweat and adrenaline For a fleeting moment it's real Then the moment passes I'm back on the ground; Pulled from my orbit Around the sun in your eyes. The room is thick with fog; The dense air suffocates the confidence I worked so hard to find. My tongue struggles Against the words I've formed I hesitate, aware of your eySpeak My Peace


Party onRipping. Burning. So fucking frustrating. I can't do anything.Party on
I have to mask up again before tomorrow. Don't want to go back there. Padded walls.
I feel so lost. Cant breathe. Garden fence. Burning my wrist.
Feel! Please, feel. I am empty.
Why do I let them? They show up, fuck things up. Then they leave.
Nothing left except the words in the air.
I am such a good friend. They can't trust anyone like they can trust me. Why do they say that when it's just lies? They never call. &


Words of Wisdom for GirlsNever think for yourself. You will only get hurt.Words of Wisdom for Girls
Never say what you mean. There is always people that mean different.
Never be yourself. People will hate you for it.
Always agree with the crowd. If not you are a freak.
Never help people. They just stomp all over you.
Never go outside without makeup. If you do you are a freak.
Wear the same clothes as everyone else "normal". Although Gucci and Prada is always welcome.
Become a nun. If not you are a slut, no matter if you are a virgin.
Get preg
and you have amazing skills...
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I not the wizard.
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Just go off thinking I said something smart..
Cant wait to read more of it
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Just go off thinking I said something smart..
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