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You are all the foreign but none of the affair Your eyes have met mine many a time via a not so vacant stare. Truthfully I want more than that. I want to know your eyes are closed but not see them because so are mine. I don't want anything between us except the hours that pass by while we sleep. I want to lay close enough to you that I feel your chest heave, Up and down as you breathe, In and out. And in and out. And in and out. I hope that our dreams find each other, Or more sincerely, that we find each other in our dreams. I constantly consciously hope for an honest subconscious meet of me and you and you me. The thought of our most naturals states of mind finding each other while our bodies lay at rest, deep in slumber, gives me chills. Especially knowing that I finally know how your body feels. I want to awake with our legs intertwined It don't mean anything other than your body, now knows mine. It doesn't mean anything. It doesn't have to mean anything.

Sleep With Me

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My heart is sealed away in a cage just outside of the bridge that leads it to yours The lush valley that the bridge once sat over is now a chasm and we both know that I am afraid of heights Each time I crossed, the trek seemed more treacherous, the distance longer, the drop steeper, the concrete foundation that once was, is now nothing but frayed ropes that were meant to snap How terrifying? Why did you shake it while asking me to cross over? Why was I always coming to you and never you to me? Where is the middle ground? My heart is sealed away but I have the key It's a predicament that has less to do with picking a lock and more to do with getting me to open the door I miss everything that was, I miss wanting to go to you, I miss being able to let myself, I miss not coming up with convoluted extended metaphors to describe how far you've pushed me away because I fucking hate extended metaphors I miss when there was no cage at all I think the message is clear now and I think you know what you've done and what we've become because I can see you trying to cross over But I'll be damned if I let you in I'll be damned if you hurt me here too

What Could Possibly Remedy This?

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7/27/2017

can someone scrub my insides, got too much autism happening

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Breathe me

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Your lips speak wickedly of a story that starts with the sins of another Your tongue gnashes with every word, lacerating the insides of your cheeks The molten rock in your throat seeps out and down your neck You have faced temperatures far too heinous to be burned now How strong were the hands that dropped you? Were they plagued with fragility? A lack of dexterity? Did they shake and shudder knowing that their convulsions were gonna be the end of you? When your heart beats does it echo? When your heart beats does it explode through your body? Can you feel the blood rush between all your cracks Or maybe it’s better asked, can you feel it pump between your faults? Do they make the earth inside you tremble ? Does the sky in your spirit crack open and drink you in gluttonously? How many times have the confines of your flesh felt the apocalypse? How many times have you felt the end? or maybe it’s better asked, how many times have you prayed for the end? There is one rule that is carved into your thoughts that reads that nobody can save you You are reminded of it every second of every day but how many times have you wished on the stars that are yet to be born that someone would take the time to catch you?

Shouldn’t It Sting Less

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