Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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I’d like to see you write a song for someone who isn’t a beautiful person
Could you do it?
I didn’t think it would be so quiet here in my thoughts
Thank god for drugs
Or, you know, who ever made them
God didn’t do that
See you can’t take credit for one thing without taking credit for all things
Either he… Ah, sorry,
Let me ponder that a while
Either you did or you did not.
Which is either complete control
Or none at all
Sorry we were talking about beautiful people
Well I was talking to someone about beautiful people
He doesn’t read it so it’s a secret
As if he could ever
Could you?
Could you write a song about an unbeautiful person?
No I don’t want to hear
All people are beautiful
They are not
Of course in this context I’m asking about people who feel unbeautiful
Could you write it?
He doesn’t read it
Could you?
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How it feels to be alone
You throw up, you wipe it up
Lying in a state of sick
Wishing there was a kind hand
A cool wash cloth on your forehead
Something nice said
You’ll be alright
In the silence
When you’re alone
There’s no one to see how sick you feel
Only your sickness to keep you company
Trying to convince yourself it’s not as bad as you think it is
And once it’s gone it’s like it never happened
A blink in time
I wish I wasn’t alone
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Hey
Do you feeling it in your skin?
Hey
Dragging secrets from within
Scrabbling and scribbling
Ripping in insanity
You taste it
Not quite taste it
It could be good
It could be great
Just one more taste
Just one more taste
Throw the fire and the money in
It comes from within
Crawling in your skin…
It’s not a pretty tale
To whisper into ears
The way it becomes the shape of you
But your shape is never the same
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I feel like I’m gasping
For air
But it’s not air it’s
Social interaction
Can we be together?
So far apart
It doesn’t measure
The distance of our hearts
If far apart you be
Together you can hold
The threads of fate connecting
Red, silver, and gold
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I ping them
Ping them like it’s a full body thing
Tingles and all
Sex?
Yes, sex, but I like your song
Oh yes right
I wonder which one it is?
Which one is most curious?
Not that anyone else would understand
I think they like me
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Hmm they locked it
Threw away the key too
Well now I have nowhere to mutter to myself quietly
How outrageous
Guess you can’t call a bitch a bitch anymore
That aside
What is the reason for the mumbling
Is it to clear the head?
Now we will have to mutter elsewhere