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 Mar 2017 HappyHappyHappy
Nora
Clarity crashes --
A car wreck clears her conscience
Conflicted, careless girl.
insp. by daisy kenyon (1947)
I started smoking to quit my addiction
It's started to feel like my life is fiction
Where do i go to pay my commision?
I'm ready to go i've hit my limit
"What about everything you'll be missin'?"
Everything is born with a single mission
Survival of the fittest and reproduction
No deeper meaning it's how we're written
Earth doesn't need me in this rendition
Over populated and under provisioned
We need to loose a couple in this position
To most death seems so very distan'
Fearing death is like fearing ******'
Eventually you have to go so listen
Enjoy every moment you're given
Life has no meaning so enjoy your visit
Someday we'll all come to a finish
Extinction is enivitable so just go fishin'
Fit
I don't fit
Very well
With most people.

I am shy, and sweet.
Strange and terrifying.
Small and delicate.

I am something that
Most people do not know
How to love.

And that's okay.

I don't need their love.

I don't need to fit.

*But, God, do I want to.
There has been rain clouds
these past few days,
I've been allowed
to love for a long time,
Maybe i should drown
the problems alone,
maybe it's enough,
I have loved enough.
You clouded my trust
And now I know
that I have loved enough.

I hope you find all that you're looking for.
 Mar 2017 HappyHappyHappy
Hope
Rain
 Mar 2017 HappyHappyHappy
Hope
Thundering on the tin roof
Splashing on the grass
Pouring down the gutter
Tinkling on the glass

Running along the railing
Dripping down the window pane
Pooling at the bottom of stairs
Rusting away my bike chain

It's beautiful and dangerous
Dripping down my face
Clotting in my lashes
Falling with a magic grace

It splashes on my hands
And makes me dance and smile
Soaking me to the skin
Wishing it would stay awhile.
Raining here. It's beautiful. I really do want to run outside and dance in it.
 Mar 2017 HappyHappyHappy
Hannah
There are days
that I have
where I don't
want to face,
chewing,
or doing,
or running
the race.
I just want
to lay here,
head lost
in space,
but reality
comes laughing
reminding me
there's no escape,
so I tell myself
get up,
start moving,
you're being
such a waste.
~ today is one of those days.
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