#pixxieposts

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You fold me up- Hide me between the pages of your favorite book You know the one, it is old and worn the one that you are afraid touch Afraid to run your fingers down the spine  Afraid that if you turn the pages they will turn to dust along with all the lines that mean the most But I am getting older- you have worn me out I have grown tired of being shut in and out and upside down tired of being kept close  but never close enough I will turn to dust with your fingers running down my spine

[knobbykneesandliprings]

You do what you want Sleep with who you want I can't stop you Even if I try, the whole time, you will lie Then you give me one more line about doing lines You're on my mind

Oh, yeah, that's right, but I am fine Yeah, I'm alive, I'm alive I won't worship at your shrine again And no I do not want to be your friend I feel relieved to know that one day all of this will end Such a weight off of my shoulders

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Working on my costume.

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Simplicity. 

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Don’t keep me around just because I answer your call at 4 am when the air is stuck in your throat And the tears are dripping down your neck

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05/14/2017

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Black and White.

When you speak your words will start a fire but do not tiptoe around me You may burn me but not as much as  I burn myself; I burn myself every time I send a double text triple text ten texts five phone calls three voicemails

because it’s like my eyes are closed and I feel like you’re slipping through  my hands I’m clawing for your finger tips I’m screaming your name and  It’s pushing you away; I’m pushing you away Every time I beg you to stay Every time I demand that you leave The white is the start of me, the breath of me, my everything The black is the end of me, the death of me,  my everything

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I am not soft or kind or sweet I am not a melody that will soothe you to  sleep I am glass shards that brush across  your feet I am a snow storm accompanied by sleet I am not a melody that will sooth you to sleep I am a malady  that will leave you to weep