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To you
who brought light
into my world
Please stay by my side
Forever
I don’t want
to live in that darkness again
who brought light
into my world
Please stay by my side
Forever
I don’t want
to live in that darkness again
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Six Word Story
my mother kept smiles in bottles
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if teen dreams were teen novels
there was once a boy who had all the write words to say
with all those fancy allegories, metaphors and similes
and antonyms of synonyms, like rails and snares and storms
and organs and trains and drums and hurricanes and
hearts,
and she was only a girl with plain words, the kinds of things
that are only found in piles of papers and pens, books
she keeps where she sleeps,
that will only break when he leaves in the morning,
but she shares everything, like a boat shares a bard,
like a cigarette shares a lung, like a mouth shares other mouths,
like an artist shares her heart.
but there is a running in her heart:
not that type of b
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plumbum
she has a heart of gold
and she, a heart of lead
and she, a heart of uranium.
and they go walking sometimes, the three of them.
gold is confident in her worth,
untarnishable
bought and sold and bought and sold
the virgin whore
and lead behind,
heart heavy in her chest
guilt from bullets
and pride from pipes
and anxiety from irreparable brain damage
and somewhere off to the side treads uranium,
tumors growing,
white skin glowing,
thin frame for a dense core.
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Written: August 28, 2014
Part of the Bitlets Project
Bitlets are about quantity, not quality. Free-write at least one a day about what is on your mind, going on around you, or the state of your life. Ignore the urge to edit; it's not about being profound on purpose, it's about stumbling on it by accident.
Part of the Bitlets Project
About This Bitlet
There someone that means more to me than anything in the world. It's not a romantic kind of affection in any way, but more like a need to have them with me. I'm not clingy or possessive with the person, everyone in the world can love them for all I care. I don't mind sharing. All I need is for this person to be around, because I have no idea what life will be like if this person disappears.
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Bitlets are about quantity, not quality. Free-write at least one a day about what is on your mind, going on around you, or the state of your life. Ignore the urge to edit; it's not about being profound on purpose, it's about stumbling on it by accident.
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