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Words of kindness,
words of sorrow,
words that kill,
words that yield
no tomorrow.
These words mend
our broken souls,
obtaining the power
of the utmost gods.
Your language creates
barriers and you separate;
this was never meant to be.
You are the epitome
of my broken English.
Your words,
what do they mean?
I speak this language
every day and
every single time
you turn away.
Do you ever stop to think about
how your words affect me,
how your words infect me?
You were this glorious,
mysterious creature,
yet you use your words to kill
and maim what we have created.
You speak in tongues,
pushing the world away
yet you are unaffected.
Separate me from
the foul language you
so callously spew forth,
like venom coursing
through these veins.
Your words could heal me,
your words could save me,
But you deteriorate our love
And with these words you kill me.
-Brian Shuffett/Bobbie Lynn
Aoril 22nd, 2010
words of sorrow,
words that kill,
words that yield
no tomorrow.
These words mend
our broken souls,
obtaining the power
of the utmost gods.
Your language creates
barriers and you separate;
this was never meant to be.
You are the epitome
of my broken English.
Your words,
what do they mean?
I speak this language
every day and
every single time
you turn away.
Do you ever stop to think about
how your words affect me,
how your words infect me?
You were this glorious,
mysterious creature,
yet you use your words to kill
and maim what we have created.
You speak in tongues,
pushing the world away
yet you are unaffected.
Separate me from
the foul language you
so callously spew forth,
like venom coursing
through these veins.
Your words could heal me,
your words could save me,
But you deteriorate our love
And with these words you kill me.
-Brian Shuffett/Bobbie Lynn
Aoril 22nd, 2010
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howmanytimesi'vebeenbroken
prettier without makeup my ass.
you only say that because
you like to see the s c a r s
and be reminded of how many
times you have made me
f a l l a p a r t
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New meaning to 'one'
I want to sink myself into your muscle fibers,
lock my fingers around your bones
and just meld into you.
I want to
inhale life from your lungs
and listen to your heartbeat from within,
soak in everything you are.
Because this is just not close enough.
Literature
Fairy Tale
Fairy Tale
We all have them
--tears—
The butcher, the baker
That fucking candlestick maker
You and I
They and them.
We all cry.
But one girl once was special
She cried pearls and roses
She cried gold coins and diamonds
Truly a sight to behold.
But you know, her eyes swelled
They itched and ached
Birthing pearls,
Cutting coins and
Shredding diamonds sharp as razors
Pricked incessantly by the nasty thorns you only find on the choicest roses…
She really had a gift.
And every tear she’d shed
As her eyes burned and bled
Incited yet another maelstrom of sparkling saline
It flowed like cash in Swiss accou
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Your words are oxygen in my blood.
Thank you for sharing this; I can definitely relate at this point in my life.
Thank you for sharing this; I can definitely relate at this point in my life.