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An ode to blood and family.

Red

Ok so, here’s day two. This does have a blood tw, it’s red what was I gonna do. For @killjoynest and their hyper thrust pride week, here is an anonymous poem to cherri cola’s poetry corner.

“Alright stars, I have one more poem for you before the sun comes up, and this one was hand-delivered to the station. There’s a note on it that I’d like to read beforehand, however. ‘Dear Cherri, I do wish to remain anonymous, mainly because I’m supposed to be dead. My crew got ghosted in that six pig clap a few days ago, and I wrote this in their memory. About how they were they only people I felt close to. They were my family, and you don’t have to have the same blood to be a family…’”

An ode to blood and family.

In the city, you’re stuck with who you were born to, but out here, you mean more than your line. Out here you get to choose your own people, but back there- you couldn’t change, you couldn’t whine.

Once you find your new family, your new crew- and you’ve found where you belong for a start- You’ll quickly realize your hold habits, you have to open your mind and your heart

To this new group of rats you’ll call family- brothers, and sisters, and siblings. 

They will open to you as you open to them, and they’ll take you under their wings.

But the city still looms in the shadows, waiting for a time to strike.

Never sparing an expense in the hunt, never resting till your head’s on a pike.

And the claps with the clouds will be scary and trust me it never gets any better- You’re always afraid it’ll end with a mailbox, a mask, and a letter.

Until that day comes- you’re the only one left- and the others all liter the ground,

Their blood seeping into the static, the blood of your family found.

The ghosts of the past were your family, the family of the future is your friends.

You have gone where I cannot follow- I’ll see you in the sky at days end.

[stressed-depressed-emo-mess]

My happy color- Hyper Thrust Day 4

For the ever-fabulous @killjoynest, here is an acrostic (+ a lil extra) poem for day four- Yellow.

You never know how much you'll miss someone until they're gone.  Even if you never see it again, the memory lives on. Lives in your heart,  Lives in your mind,  One way or another, the memory will mend the wound in time With family and friends, one whom you can always depend, they'll never steer you wrong. 

Yellow is the color of hope for me, the color of healing Yellow is the color of love for me, the color of light  Yellow is the color of joy for me, the color of jokes  Yellow is the color of happiness for me, the color of home.

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#TBT Maio de 2011 c/ os baixistas; @stefanomoliner, @richardmetairon, @ninonascimento82, @migotto e @xand.delima, numa das segundas de som que rolavam no CCPC! Contrabaixo Astral!!! #throwbackthursday #ccpc #bassplayers #bassits #baixistas #instamusic #instabass #musiclife #jazzsp #sampacity #baixobrasil (em Espaço Cultural CCPC General Club)