Machine Broke Down

My name Is Brandon Ferreira. These are my collective writings. Poetry- 'There may be suffering, but no obiding hoplessness. Poetry lies somewhere between meaning and music, The design of words and beauty of sound." Writer. Hypocrite. Jack of all trades, Master of none. I have written and photographed everything here.

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All This Magic

I tend to let my voice, Dance across her skin. Watch my breath settle, Into recesses of our sin. I press my teeth- into her thighs. Fingernails buried deep. Her palms pressed hard, Upon my chest. These creatures never sleep. All this magic, Held in her heart. Poured over, out her lips. If only I loved her deep enough, I could find out where she hid.

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Dusty Book Shelves

Take a lovers nap,

Through the fields we dreamed.

Take me with you,

To the air you breathe...

Did you hear?

When I measured you,

By mischief held in arms.

Don’t you see the shape I’m in,

All blurry eyed and spent.

This war has called,

The night to end.

Like promises, un-kept

No one feels you like I do,

I can feel your soul,

Drift away with every kiss.

I loved and lost,

I lost my love.

You placed the pieces,

You found of me,

On dusty book shelves.

To later read.

When you’re free from him,

and yourself...

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Beauty

Beauty is imperfection.

Imperfection lies,

Somewhere between

The person you think you are

And the person you're trying to be.

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The Worst One

Choose me. Peruse me. Do everything to renew me. Amuse me. Accuse me. Hate everything, but excuse me. Confuse me. Consume me. Do everything to abuse me. Shmooze me. Come screw me. Do what you can to bruise me. Come view me. Look through me. It’s you who mis-used me. Ruse me. Recuse me. She used me then refused me…

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Dreaming of Departures

I have dreams of departures,

different in slighty little ways.

Where the wind takes my soul,

yet mother screams for me to stay.

I can hear my heart speaking,

It’s soft whisper eats my ear.

The rustling of sex against the skin

as the heat rises near.

Theres this temper on my tongue,

God let it speak.

Either way I turn my head,

this world is spinning at my feet.

Theres a temper on my tongue,

God knows it’s choking me.

So much I have yet to say,

So much I have to scream.

I’ve got my own set of scars,

The kind that never fade,

I try so hard to leave this town,

my mistakes have made me stay…

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Complex

Hey… I’m a bit down low,

But with her help it can stay or go.

This diamond I hold within my arms

The imperfection, the skin deep scars.

Her weak whisper, it eats my ear.

Our skin it grazes olny to dissappear.

Well it seems oh so complex, 

The things I love are the things I neglect. 

I seem to have a sleeping sickness,

I seem to be missing all of this…

I seem to despise everything

and at times I stop my breathing.

I need you, I need some help

'Cause I cant be me when I’m by myself…

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Rough Diamonds

Rough diamonds in any language have their own perfection,

for a too consistent sparkle can dim the eye of deeper beauties…

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Late Nights of Cigarettes and Selfishness

The nights I stayed up late,

Hands entwined with yours.

Watching re-runs of Scrubs,

Wrapped in blankets like the joint we smoked earlier.

While I sipped cheap whiskey,

Smoking the last of my cancer.

  The nights I stayed up late,

With your chestnut head nestled upon my shoulder.

Perfectly situated into the nest of my neck.

Plans to live our lives together,

Plans I knew, unobtainable.

To backpack across the country,

Past the lush vegetation of the midwest,

Into the barren vast lands of nothingness.

Where we could be at one with ourselves,

As well as each other.

  The nights I stayed up late.

Never thinking of taking my eyes off of you,

As if you would vanish if I did.

Wishing things would never change,

While I knew they would.

I bet you did too.

  The nights I stayed up late

Well past the moment you shut your tired eyes

Planning out our future, without you.

Thinking of the ways I could keep you forever,

Never wanting to share you with anyone.

While reading the texts you were sending him,

Only making me want to fight for you more.

Yet I never asked what you wanted...

And that was my biggest mistake.

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Stimulate Me

A rush of stimulants to the brain,

For a night of dreaming has left me drained.

A cigarette laced with nicotine.

A cup of coffee, or just caffeine?

Line me up, ready for the day,

Cast me out yet I will stray.

Another cig’ to keep me in line,

Some more caffeine to make me try.

If I wither it’s okay,

I’ve got stimulants to get me through the day.

My eyelids droop with the height of the sun,

A cup of coffee to shotgun.

Light me up another ciggy,

Make sure it’s menthol or else it’s icky.

That special tingle down my spine,

To ensure the nicotine has worked this time.

When the sun caters to the moon,

I’ll be awake as if it’s noon.

A rush of stimulants to the brain,

I cannot sleep to my dismay...

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Stabilized

I think I died inside

But my heart still beats

I don’t know why...

I swear I'm Jesus Christ

But not right now

I'm still alive…

I swear that I’m alright

Whiskey breathed

I'm satisfied...

Now don’t go thinkin'

You'll save my life

I'm fine right here

Just out of sight

The more you care

The more I’ll fight

I don't need saving

I'm stabilized

I’m stabilized,

I’m stabilized...

So I’ll sit here

With the lights off

And I’ll wonder

Why I’m not strong

So you stole me

From my window

And you told me

Keep my eyes closed

So I trusted

And we drove all night

The cities burned

To my delight

You took my hand

And led me past

The silenced bells

Of Bethlehem.

Now don’t go thinkin'

You'll save my life

I'm fine with you

We can drive all night

The more you care

The more I’ll fight

I don't need saving

I'm stabilized

i don't need saving

I’m stabilized

I don’t need saving

cause I’m quite alright…

I think I’m dead inside

But you can’t tell

Your mesmerized…

I swear I’m Jesus Christ

But not for long

Cause I'm not that strong

In your eyes

So don’t go thinkin'

You saved my life

You stole my soul

Then drove all night

The more you care

The more I’ll fight

I don't need saving

I'm stabilized

I’m stabilized

I don’t need saving

Cause I’m quite alright...

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Drifting

We had spoken outside the gates

We were to meet again,

somewhere on our journey,

I lost you...

Were you held back or did you slither away?

  Is it heavy on the other side?

like they say...

or are you just drifting somewhere?

drifting away...

  Don't go running from the light,

And leave your pretty world behind.

I bet you never thought it could be like this,

No, never thought it could be like this.

  I stood there on a full moon autumn night,

A gust of wind ran away with my soul.

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My Messiah

She's sometimes sour

And sometimes sweet

Sometimes lonely

Beneath the sheets...

She's my messiah

With open arms

And my sanctum

Of brilliant charms

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Girl

All is not lost in ceremony...

Call out of wilderness,

Call out of fever,

Receiving.

More of your miracles...

More of your magic arms...

The smell of sex perfumed air,

A creature lives out this war.

Eyes like time,

cried doomed pride

She is a magician,

female prophet.

Dressed in the past,

All disarray...

She took my hand and led me past silence,

into cool whispered bells.

Calm in fire...

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The Break Down

Take me as I am,

And for who I want to be.

Take my breath away,

For it's my own damn life to keep.

  Withered words they burned like wood.

Burned like hell, just like it should.

  Take me darling, heart in hand.

My minds winning the war with my heart again.

  You ran from love,

I didn't show.

The blinded ones,

They felt it so.

  I kissed you once,

Then fell apart.

You watched me crumble,

Right from the start.

I ran my life,

Straight to the ground.

You built me up,

Just to break me down.

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They Get what They Deserve

The stars burned holes in the sky,

as we watched midnight burn in delight,

and set fire to the gods eyes,

‘til they let us free,

‘til they let us breathe.

We watched as the wind was all that was heard,

as the gods received what so long was deserved.

The plumes of smoke blanketed the earth,

so we ran away, ‘til our hearts couldn't take...

We ran and ran,

through forest and fern.

But why keep running when we’ll all feel the burn?

And the flames they arose,

as if from our feet.

So we ran and ran,

'til the rain cooled the streets.

Why keep running when we’ll all feel the burn?

Why fall in love when we’ll always get hurt?

Why do we live when there's nothing to earn?

She took my hand and said these words...

We fall in love,

to feel the pain.

For without the hurt,

there shall be no gain.

Love is life,

and life is heartache...

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Machine Broke Down

I have no problem letting you in...

It's letting you out, which to me, seems impossible.

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