Pink Lighters; Pink Leatherbacks.

A description of my life lessons in it's beautifully gory word imagery.

[curseofoneliners]

Fuck.

You sewed the thread into your lips so tightly, Our skin pressed together, the thought haunts me nightly.

Can you open up for me? Rip your heart from your chest for the world to see. I’ll drown your lungs if you let me breathe. Kill the monsters in your bloodstream Just let me breathe.

I don’t want to save you, You have me falling and; I can’t wait for you to stop stalling.

So rip the thread from your lips so you can breathe. Tear your heart from your chest for me to see.

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I actually wrote this. 

"I'll drown your lungs, if you let me breathe. Kill the monsters in your bloodstream. Just let me breathe."

fuck. 

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Unfinished.

I've watched countless worlds die before my eyes. I've seen the life ripped from the people I love.  A heart doesn't have to stop beating, for your eyes to lose the light. 

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Concrete and abstract

I used to imagine what it would be like to just remove chunks of myself. Outline my imperfections with shiny cold silver and pluck them from my skin like the petals of a wilted flower. My imperfections only weigh me down, and I can't seem to do anything to make that number smaller. I used to wonder if I could change the shape of my bones just by pushing on the edges that jutted out too far, stabbing any hands who dared to wander there. Countless times I've tried to drain my blood, chop my hair, anything humanly possible to make less of me. I'd peel away my countless layers of skin and place them in your hands, if it made me more appealing to your eyes. I'd lay the shapes of my imperfections at your feet in trade for your heart. I'd remold my bones to your idea of perfection just to feel your hands explore. 

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Alcoholic

I miss the night you held me close and told me you were afraid to fall in love, When I could still believe your words only fell on select ears.  But you told anyone who would listen, and I quickly became no one special.  Now I'd give anything for you to be mean.  Tell me you hate me while I watch your eyes gleam.  I wanna make your blood boil. I wanna hear the heat in your scream. Just tell me you hate me please. 

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Bus Stop ramblings

I keep my eyes averted to the speckled sidewalk, carved with the names of beings I'll never meet.  With a heart full of fear,  I'm too proud to admit my defeat.  So I just swallow hard and let it push the hard earned air from my lungs.  It's really over if I admit you won. 

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Playing with hardcore lyrics

No what matter what side I'm on, Im always in the wrong. So I can do whatever the fuck I want. This is the last time you'll ever get the chance to make me feel worthless.

Down another bottle and repeat after me: "You are fucking nothing"

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Consolation

I once had a dog who'd always lay next to me when I was feeling empty He wouldn't let me sleep, until my eyes were dry. 

My roommate once had a cat who'd nuzzle against me when I was feeling down He'd never let me go to sleep, until my eyes were dry. 

I once fell in love with a boy who didn't care if i was empty from the weight of the world. He'd always let me go to sleep before my eyes were dry. 

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Slutty.

I can't be yours. You've failed to keep me fed. You can't be mine. The spark was always dead. The blood on my lips has been drawn from unsuspecting hips I'm just a hunter You'll be shaking like my prey. Begging for your life In the heart where you used to lay.

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Fuck.

You sewed the thread into your lips so tightly, Our skin pressed together, the thought haunts me nightly. Can you open up for me? Rip your heart from your chest for the world to see. I'll drown your lungs if you let me breathe. Kill the monsters in your bloodstream Just let me breathe. I don't want to save you, You have me falling and; I can't wait for you to stop stalling. So rip the thread from your lips so you can breathe. Tear your heart from your chest for me to see.

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Fire signs...

I am a dark soul. 

Stitched together with a love for fire and light.

But I can only hope,

that in your eyes I am burning bright. 

Because it's the ink in my pen,

and the shutter in my breath. 

It slips through honey sweet words,

and its in the rattle of my bones,

whenever you happen to be close. 

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Epilogue for 2012

My head's finally above water.

Now there's only air in my lungs.

And those lyrics don't mean the same thing to me anymore.

My heart's finding a different beat,

despite it being sore. 

You never forget your first love, 

mine haunts me every night. 

But for the things I keep going back to, 

I promise this is worth the fight. 

Because it's not the right time,

until its strong enough to rattle your bones.

Strong enough to become your home. 

Next year holds something better,

than hitting rock bottom for so many Decembers. 

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These poems are getting shorter...

If you're dead set on winning me,

find the spark that they don't bother to seek. 

Then,

Set it off and watch it blow. 

Set it off,

and watch me glow. 

When I found your fuse,

there wasn't a single spark. 

And your eyes trapped mine in the dark. 

Well dear,

I can't stop thinking about your soul

and how it wants me to stop breathing. 

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A hand at Pop-Punk

So many times I've tried,

but at least I've stayed true. 

Much more than I can say for all of you. 

To the ones we weren't good enough for all those years ago, 

the same ones in line at all of our shows,

tell me:

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Thinking that we'd never make it this far. 

Well look who's eating their words now. 

I hope they go down like knives,

because a voice like yours doesn't deserve to survive. 

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A week's worth of progress.

I'll search a crowded room for your eyes, 

and to God that yours find mine. 

I hope this isn't too blunt,

but I wish you weren't so damn shallow.

Half of me wants your heart.

The other half wants to tear you apart. 

You shove all of this hate too deep inside of me, 

and I am starting to realize that we'll never be. 

Im sure you know Im sad,

but I am certainly not surprised. 

I shouldve been smarter.

You could've never been my home. 

There's no finding solace in someone who makes you feel alone. 

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Werewolf

Now that my soul is bruised, 

I know better. 

All wolves prefer to travel together. 

Looking quite dazzling in the wool of a sheep.

Out to collect the secrets I am desperate to keep. 

Laying out my cards for the world to see.

You can have my secrets but you can't have me. 

You're not my security. 

How could I possibly see safety in something so tragically made?

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The Artist.

Against canvas white walls, 

your veins they grow. 

But don't you see,

your veins they glow. 

There's neon in your bloodstream,

lighting up the night. 

Giving lost souls a home. 

If I could have my way,

the brightest wallflower would never have to go home alone. 

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Trouble or troubled?

How many countless times have you written songs about a special girl, 

who just couldnt make you her world? 

And you made her yours,

when she never really belonged to anyone in the first place. 

I swear I am a separate entity entirely.

I know I am nothing special.

But, I breathe for the masterpieces emerging from your mind. 

Your lyrics won't be wasted on me.

I promise I am worth every plucked string. 

Just take a chance please.