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I'm HereStars twinkle and night's here,
I'm leaning to the windows,
Pouring my souls to clear conscious;
I'll share my pain, my sorrow and my fears,
I'll romanticize my desire and my frailty.
But never do I venture through,
The provocation of suicidal and depression.
For the thoughts and drive of pain weren't beautiful,
The desires of depression and suicide weren't romantic;
I'll be here for your wounds,
Never would I let you leave,
With that scar in your heart.
Cruel SliceThe words drip from your lips
Like bullets driven under my skin
Etched into my mind like
a tattoo of a memory yet
Like the sting of the razor
Slicing my skin
thick blotched bruises
in Putrid purple
and beads of blood, like ball bearings, glimmer,
Sliding down the surface, skimming,
A drip, drop, pools down my leg
Obscuring the lines with smears of a
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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