Journal of a Moth

by alice liddell

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Its like looking at the face of an elder And wondering what they must have seen. Fosters Garden Nuuanu Oahu

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Honolulu, Hawaii

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Fosters Garden Nuuana, Oahu

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Rotting Corpse Flower Fosters Garden Oahu

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Foster Garden, Oahu, Hawaii

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Eyes are the frame. The mind an interpreter. Everything is beautiful in some way.

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Afraid you won't be there for me when I need you most since you never were before.

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causing someone to believe the opposite of what is true is just lying with a clean conscience.

Myself

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Vibrate

When my screen is dark I feel abandoned. Why have you forsaken me?

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Stranger

Stranger in my room I see your face in the mirror Someone else’s tears Someone else’s broken heart Its not mine Its not mine at all Someone else’s favorite lipstick Someone’s hand sliding down the wall No that’s not me Not me at all

Stranger in my skull I hear your words screaming across my brain That I’m ugly and broken and there’s no way to fix me Tin scrap on the floor barely your robot anymore. Society can’t put me back together Your hands won’t bother to try This mess left behind is not me Not me anymore No I’m somewhere far away in a coma induced wonderland Where your words can’t catch me anymore

Stranger at the door Looking at me with your kind loving eyes Telling me lie after lie You fake piece of shit You leave me dying inside And you smile like a Vacuum salesman who just fucked a Girl scout. I don’t know who you are after all this time Are you hers Or are you mine? Hers or mine? As you continue staring with those beautiful ever-changing soulful eyes

Strangers full of lies We lie to ourselves We lie to each other Why Maybe the only honest thing we ever do is say we lie. Run hide and say our goodbyes All strangers in our own demise Trying to bide time till the next time Some girl or guy Smashes us to pieces.

Then stitch ourselves together And we don’t recognize the result. And we ask ourselves Who are you, Stranger?

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I Hope You Love Me

I hope you love me When were old and grey When my mind starts fading My skin starts ageing And I’m not quite as good As the day before.

I hope you love me When I need you most. When I’m crying and hopeless Reaching out useless I hope you still want me Without the perfect.

I will still love you If your tired and grey If your grumpy and impatient If you don’t want me anymore I will still be there Big eyes hoping You love me Like I love you Without the perfect.

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Plant seeds in a garden you'll never see.

Hillary Clinton

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Glacier

The mountain shatters and cracks Explodes silently and violently Crytal glass turns into air as they stare Unknowingly, at my demise. In the silence I slowly break Heart ache replaced with desperate thoughts in thin air like daggers Deep in my side. I hide the spreading stain Secretly hoping Someone hears me dying.

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A place to start

the real worlds play inside my head That fake one sits before your eyes The smile that hides the lying teeth The songs I sing when your asleep And hidden from the the daily lies In dreams I sprout and come to life And when I drift on darkness home I find myself no where to roam

my world is a padded cell and my fake smile the iron bars.

we’re all mad here

or is it just me?