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ScarsSlender are the scars that bind,
That haunt my body and fragile mind.
They keep me here in this odd place,
And remind me that I fell from grace.
No matter who I choose to be,
They will always be a part of me.
I would be quite lost.
I need them,
Never mind the cost.
If only I knew what they were for,
And didn't endlessly thirst for more.
Scars so slender,
And so pale,
Raised on skin,
You never fail
To excite my darker dreams.
All I need is found within,
And placed upon unoffending skin.
A part of me they shall always stay,
Until my flesh has gone away.
Scars so pretty,
Let me see
Who I was and shall be.
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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