Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Sitting on the floor clutching my otter and sobbing
Crying me sorrow in the fabric of my comfort animal
I’m crying because I’m alone
I’m crying because my family is gone
Then
I’m crying because he doesn’t love me
I’m crying because every day without him reminds me he’s not here
Like my family
Crying like a child the music plays on
That’s enough of that
He says I think me
He takes the music
And gently silences it
Then I am in the kitchen
Pacing and whispering and still more tears fall
There’s no handle in this safe
I go to check the mail which hasn’t arrived
I still say I’m okay
I’d still say I’m okay
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That was a big earthquake
The world slipped away until all I had was
Crying
And
Pain
She was the only mother I ever knew
And that’s not a slight on my mother, that’s a slight on my mother many years ago
She’s wonderful
Being mad at a memory doesn’t mean you’re mad at the person now
My madness threw me on the floor
Crying into my otter while Hedley blasted away
And then another
And then it started to sting
My life eh?
Even the music
There’s so much I don’t…
Know.
But there’s never anyone to catch me
I started crying to Die Young
No
The Kesha one.
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Self culture
It’s there isn’t it?
It sits underneath no one ever sees it
When something hurts it we keep it quiet
Do you ever wish if only they would see it?
So you wouldn’t ever keep it quiet
The one who misses her mum
The one who misses his mum
But we know we can’t go home
You let go
You abandoned us
We don’t know who to trust
There’s no way they’ll love us
There’s no way anyone won’t know
What this was from long ago
But somehow inside we both know
Exactly what happened
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Hey dad
Your name is, like, famous or something
I’m coming over
So I hope you get to tell everyone what to do
Here and in your house
I’m hungry, bread please
Forgive us for being assholes, because we forgave those assholes
Stop showing me these delicious cakes
And if I’m being bad it’s your job to tell me not to
Amen
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You know there’s a part of me that still really respects you even though you never showed me any reasons why I should
I still smile just a bit like it’s funny when your music comes on just as the world would
I still imagine meeting
Like a fool
But maybe I was wrong about the slant of the songs after all
Maybe you’re laughing while trying not to lol.
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Can you tell me more about addiction person who is facing addiction?
I FUCKING WANT IT
But it’s because I’ve been so good about nothing.
Yeah
That’s true too