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Random writing
Friday, April 30, 2010
E.R. 8-28-09
My head spins as an invisible force
slams through my torso.
I double over, hand clutched over my stomach
teeth closed around my chapped and cracked lips.
Emergency call, a quick rush, white walls and new sheets.
I hate hospitals.
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Rough waves crash against the walls of my stomach
the onslaught causing sharp pains throughout my torso.
I clench my jaw tightly
and double over.
A barely audible curse
escapes my chapped lips.
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Beautiful Nightmare
My monster
does not want to kill me.
He haunts me;
the memories of him follow me.
Blonde hair,
lean muscle,
green eyes.
He tortures me
simply by repeating those lies.
He lies about love,
about diamonds,
I dos,
and two smaller versions of ourselves.
He lies to me
every night.
I wake up,
a silent screamon my lips.
I am broken.
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Muscles tighten and fists clench.
This playful battle is changed—different.
Our rough housing is no longer innocent.
It has changed—we’ve changed.
No longer are we undefined, lacking form,
no longer are we simply us, simply kids.
No there is something changed,
our blood boils for a new reason.
Bodies tangle, we fight, our motives changed.
The innocence in our fight is lost.
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I still remember how my stomach flipped
when you would hold my hand
and intertwine our fingers.
You were never a lover,
always a friend,
but you should’ve been the other.
If you had been
we would still be us but better,
stronger,
happier.
I wish things were changed
but now it truly is too late.
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A Song Lyric Story
For my former friend...
Kiss and Control- A.F.I.
“Hearrrrrrtssss. Ourrrrr heartssss. / "We all want to die like movie stars" you said, as you jumped from the height of our cutting room floor. While above us glowing, exploding, our dreams burst forth in light in death. Hold me and tell me, "We'll burn like stars. We'll burn as we fall. Watch as the city lights DANCE FOR US!"/ City lights, like rain, Dance and explode. Fall upon the pain of our lives, /reeling from nights that Kiss and Control, Fall apart, the pain of our lives, has pain. / Dance and explode.”
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“So maybe it’s true,” you say as you balance on the curb, with your arms outstretched as if tight rope walking at a precarious height. I smile at you as you walk.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“Maybe it’s true that I get dizzy easily when kissed and that I fall in love with every girl I meet.”I walk beside you in silence.
“What’s your point?” I ask.
“But you’re the only girl to make my entire world spin and make me love her for more than a day.” You stop walking and block my path. I freeze up.
“It was a two-second kiss.” I say.
“If you never intended for me to feel this way than I only have one criticism about that kiss.”
“What?”
“It was two-seconds too long.”
You walk ahead. I follow, unsure what to say.
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