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ContrabandEmpty your heart out onto the concrete Everything you feel Is contraband Purge yourself and start anew So a new cycle may begin But I'd rather stay where I am right now Miserable, but craving you I'd rather not stop craving you You're worth craving and pining for But my heart's laying empty and cold on the concrete There's no room for you here Though I wish it soContraband
by ~sakurarainblossom
After PneumoniaAfter pneumonia After bronchitis After the flu so rabid and rapid Coughing up the thick remains That both shielded and afflicted me Remarks that were sugar-coated With hidden insults and hidden pertussis Your phlegm that you blew into my lungs Will not stay I have a powerful cough Evacuate these small cavities And let the good air fill my alveoli I will not breathe your bacteria anymoreAfter Pneumonia
by ~sakurarainblossom
LudingtonSmalltown life, so simple Perhaps if I lived here I wouldn't find this place so magical But having only visited for a week once each year And not having been there in five years This place holds magic for me Flawless sunsets the color of an artist's palette Waves rolling in and out with the sound of tranquility Lake Michigan so cold, yet refreshing, rejuvinating, and bringing out my inner child Even when I was already a child And memories so sweet Memories of the four of us Unbroken, undivided, and unaffected Back when it was us against the world And Daddy's "camcorLudington
by ~sakurarainblossom
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School GenocideHere I am in class dreaming about the day I can fulfill my dreams and finally runaway.School Genocide
I dig my own holes and bury my futures, instead of fixing it... I dig the hole deeper.
Is it fear? Am I that scared?
Yes, 'cause mommy's not here. No one to hold my hand. Nothing for encouragement.
All I get in life is all my grief and discouragment.
I want to runaway, I want to cry out.
I'll scream 'till my tears dry out.
Call me rebellious, Say it's a fad.
I know it's the worst I've ever had.
by ~MidnightBlue18
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