Weighed heavily is a chance unaware
Of your mental stability that you cannot share.
Chase, chase the human that’s in your life
Blindly, find love, find the sacrifice and drives you insane.
One that becomes close, then drifts away;
Leaving you guessing, leaving you at bay.
Leaving painful, restraintful, torturous thoughts
That keep the nights slow, only melancholy to show.
Become petrified by the black
The force that took them and shook them
Into thinking anew
About your ideas and humor that held so true
Temporarily, unnecessarily, for in the end they left
Year after year, they should be charged for theft.
-Kale
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your lips taste of the
peanut m&m’s straight from the jar
and of drunken promises
in the dead of night.
our eyelids are shut
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I wonder if this is how my father felt when he turned 20.
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I dreamt about poetry
I dreamt about poetry
it was just you and me.
Dancing to the metered beats—
molding similes over
chocolate treats—walking
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