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Cold metal pressed against the flesh
So sensitive, so gentle, the stars kissed my head
Push up the protector of my fragile mind
“Dear Umbrella, will you be mine?”
The night’s precious, precocious, nightlight
From the sun as bright to the stem full of spite
“Star, I was alone the entire evening.”
Thrown from the blanket covering us
Were teardrops of silver, gas, and dust particles
Corrosive truths dripping with my blissful deceit
So sensitive, so gentle, the stars kissed my head
Push up the protector of my fragile mind
“Dear Umbrella, will you be mine?”
The night’s precious, precocious, nightlight
From the sun as bright to the stem full of spite
“Star, I was alone the entire evening.”
Thrown from the blanket covering us
Were teardrops of silver, gas, and dust particles
Corrosive truths dripping with my blissful deceit
Literature
No Surprise
You took me by surprise.
I was happy.
I was content.
My candle flickered.
You doused me with your fingers.
You took me by surprise.
How was I to expect that you,
You, whom I never ask for anything,
Anything but love,
Would take me by surprise?
Rose, my rose with thorns too sharp,
Oh why do you lie to me?
“I will always be - ”
Your thorns pierce my skin
Drawing blood and tears as
Your beauty mesmerizes me,
And I am weak to you.
I am weak for you.
Weak enough to believe you.
Weak enough to fall to my knees
And beg for you.
You took me by surprise.
You wanted me back.
You said you loved my wilted countenance.
I, a simple Forget-M
Literature
Virginal Year
It feels like poetry for a new beginning:
Running in slow motion,
Laying a fresh path in the
Tentative first snow of a virginal year.
Your hand shapes a safe home in which my
Shivering fingers nestle;
You sow a field of forgetting
Over the weary road behind.
Untouched and unafraid, this
Unfamiliar unconditionality, this
Darkness so vivid, this
Uncertainty so certain.
We build that which is
From that which we were.
In the sanctity of our year,
In the unwritten and pure,
You and I are as new in this moment
As ever we have been.
We are here.
We are now.
We are.
Literature
Cockblock
I like him a lot,
He's sweet
And cute
He makes me smile
And laugh.
But he can be a shitty boyfriend,
And I can be a shitty girlfriend.
Sooo, does that mean we are even ?
NO.
Cause there is a problem,
Something in our way.
My best friend.
I know that it kills her,
To watch us.
I can't just say look the other way and don't watch.
But she keeps cockblocking us,
And I can't blame her.
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I wish I could write this good. 