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- nibbles & hickeys. at allpoetry
shut your mouth, moths feeding off
empty plates, - antique fucking. at allpoetry
we are women of the 19th century,
who have mastered the art of - drowning in a closed room. at allpoetry
speechless. masked.
we are the masses that travel the shores, - petals on fire. at allpoetry
The stones we stepped on were firm and strong, a taste of the impossible future. The sky should've been brighter and lighter, if you weren't using the latter to burn magnifying glass holes in my chest, and I didn't feel it ti - crickets make more love. at allpoetry
We’re puppets ruled by the skies,
dancing into the heavens - sticks and stones will hurt you. at allpoetry
Love watches cascading, salty waterfalls
and she is face down, naked, floating - Morning Walks And Pills. at allpoetry
Concrete is as hard as the pressure you put on it, and as cold and how bare your feet are. Socks, stripped and ripped, symbolic and beautiful. We'd rest our spines on walls, timing our breathing so perfectly, the heat of your - Scars In Unexpected Places at allpoetry
there is a certain sparkle that accompanies anger,
an emotion put in the oven, temperature and humidity noted - my mind is an eraser for the horizon. at allpoetry
I used to sit on windowsills, taking in the turqoise blue of the skies, the way the leaves and wings cut through the marshmallow clouds. It was diaster arranged on pretty, expensive cutlery. But even seated on the top of the - Shells All Along. at allpoetry
Heads twirl,
clean up splattered blood or - Love For Loss Or A Gut Feeling? at allpoetry
We’re settled against brick walls,
jostled in our shoes. - M.I.a at allpoetry
4 months and 3 days since I've gotten the letter. No one in this town had accepted me so readily. As soon as I read it, it bowled me over with a sense of belonging... and longing. I wanted to pack my bags and leave immediatel - The Door Is Open, So I'll Use The Window. at allpoetry
Hello, it’s me again, is it time now?
You weren’t home so I let myself in, - Tongues In Cheeks For Cowards And The Weak. at allpoetry
If your conscience lied,
would the trigger beneath your tongue - Laughing Buddhas Tell No Lies. at allpoetry
Never anticipate a blind man's step,
it is the pavement that's God. - Hardened Clay. at allpoetry
Stars were placed in your reach,
if you felt the glow, - The Weightlessness Of Trouble. at allpoetry
You've placed yourself in me, a single sigh for a sea of emotions. - Carry Me Home. at allpoetry
Something of a secretive nature, clutching steadfast to a mother's grip. - Golden Moons And Suns. at allpoetry
Walking on careless waves across lingering years of doubt; - Fakes and Liars Of A Cleaner Upbringing. at allpoetry
We're all influenced by the worst of times, and shaped by the beating waves - Clocks Of Ticks And The Wrong. at allpoetry
Twenty twenty vision can't ensure clarity of thought; - Pleasure Comes In Only One Colour: Green. at allpoetry
Do you talk in your sleep?, I said. Oh, who's unstable now? - Attempt It All at allpoetry
Tampered memories; corrected vision. - Lessons & Life. at allpoetry
Dog chases. Biased on the basis of a flicker; - Plane Flights. at allpoetry
When it comes to you, we're all wound in spider webs. - Faith Is Friction, Friction Is Fate. at allpoetry
He plays his life a G flat string, behind gravestones on summer nights. - To Shine Like A Fading Star Is All The Honesty You Need. at allpoetry
I'm failing to feel the storyline this time; there goes all point of view. - Lala Lorraine Is Away. at allpoetry
Are you on the inside? 'Cause I'm standing out in the west, - Call Me Over For Drinks And Something Secretive. at allpoetry
I want to write us off to less than a phone call a month. - [ I lived through 3 AM; ] at allpoetry
I lived through 3 AM; it's a sense of reinforcement - Waiting For The Liars. at allpoetry
Loneliness is a fickle concept, pushing you around, - Friction Or Fate? at allpoetry
Silence, she whispered. Nothing stop it. - Keep An Open Heart. at allpoetry
There's no time to run away, to learn from all the days you skipped school. - Don't say anything this time. at allpoetry
It's a tool, carving a new pattern onto my skin. - Say A Prayer. at allpoetry
I set the table for a banquet of elastic hearts, push and pull, suspending this high enough - I've drained my glass thrice already, so stop when you're ready. at allpoetry
By candlelight, you define the kink that never fails to kiss me off - Five Years After The Firetruck. at allpoetry
I'm more often than not on the ground, - Whips and Cherries. at allpoetry
Sad little boy, sad little boy, you're my universe's roots. - Success And Failure. at allpoetry
People like you and me deserve to die. We soaked up a basic, basic crash, - Falling From The Ground. at allpoetry
The rain beats at my heart, soaking it's tranquility into a jewel encrusted box. - [ ] at allpoetry
When the world seems black, you're left with the thoughts - Beans For Your Cow. at allpoetry
Single notes composed, tiny drops of the sea, - Round and round. at allpoetry
Can you twist a butterfly? Does it seem too dark for it's sinister walk? - Shrug It Off. at allpoetry
Truth takes the stage, and lights shine down like illuminated cyanide. - Life's Whorehouse. at allpoetry
I'm a pop sensation for you and your night. - Call me a cab. at allpoetry
Rhyme with me tonight, colliding with hesitant lips. - Only Fools. at allpoetry
Your verb weaves itself through clauses painted black, - [ Dear Keelia, ] at allpoetry
Dear Keelia, I haven't known you for too long. But in the time we've known each other, we've shared so many good times, conversations and memories. There was a time when I couldn' - Put me through your car crash. at allpoetry
There's a subtle semicolon for every sentence your gravestone lingers on. - Math Class. at allpoetry
Blues can no longer love, in your cave of numbers. - Oi! at allpoetry
Save one for me! =) - LiveWire at allpoetry
Butterflies have looks to kill, like ants on picnic tables. - Pierced eyes. at allpoetry
I wait for the sunshine to freeze, for your song to sing itself. - [ Nose rings bleed like friends in peril, ] at allpoetry
An allfivehorizons/evilstillreigns collaboration.
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Influenced by Unbreak My Heart, Pink Panther theme and Roadhouse Blues. - Oh doctor, my doctor. at allpoetry
Help me doctor, I think I'm falling for you. - [ Will you just s ] at allpoetry
Will you just s i - Chasing Transformation. at allpoetry
Take the left at the Sparkling Fountain, then go straight down the Broken Bridge. - Pass the sugar, won't you? at allpoetry
S t e p into my candy bar, this warm, delicious night. - Checking in or out, madam? at allpoetry
The wheels squeaked across my wooden floor, as my chandeliers sprinkled sleeping dust. - [ Old Mrs. Hubbard opened her cupboard, ] at allpoetry
Old Mrs. Hubbard opened her cupboard, to fish out her Jaguar keys. - Between The Commas. at allpoetry
Drawings on your refrigerator door, engrave me onto your sub conscience. - Reconsideration is a juggling act. at allpoetry
Sometimes hearts like to tap on open doors. Sometimes taps like to leak over cold floors. - Anticipation: Under 18 only. at allpoetry
I watched him as he silenced all my questions with one single glance. He perched himself on the edge of the bed, like hawk waiting to swoop down at its dinner. Consciously batting my eyelashes, I cocked my head to one side an - This is my water dungeon. at allpoetry
You'll never see the dawn of the dark, two thousand years and it's never come. - Waiting../ at allpoetry
Save a cookie for meee! =D - Gently, now... at allpoetry
The velvet carpet in the sky rolls out just for me. - Preliminary affairs. at allpoetry
I choose my words with care each time, I'd hate to abuse their meanings. - Across the sand. at allpoetry
He pulled up into my driveway grabbed my heart by my hand, - The rediscovery of air. at allpoetry
Possibility, took me for a joy ride. - I'm just stretching, what's your excuse? at allpoetry
V1: I need a disguise, - Slashes of truth. at allpoetry
Sighs fill her ears like a drowning two year old. Nails tap nervously, vigorously on wooden surfaces. - Forget me not. at allpoetry
The memory still awakened her senses She swore to herself she wouldn't cry. - Elastic. at allpoetry
March up the walls of life, Blinded. - [ Oh, when I'm without conditioner, ] at allpoetry
Oh, when I'm without conditioner, I frizz like a St. Bernard. - Let me feel pretty. at allpoetry
Their eyes lured them across the wooden carpet, Between the children, the lovers, they met - To push is to lie. at allpoetry
I'm a pretty cloud on the skyline, take your breath away. - All my memories. at allpoetry
Alone in her armchair, said the Joy of Familiarity- - Dreaming With A Broken Heart at allpoetry
It's hard to see through all the tears, but when they fall, you will hear, - Nailpolish Remover at allpoetry
I am performing for an invisible audience. You can't see them, but they're there. - Before the lights go on. at allpoetry
Perhaps you should breathe. - Optimism. at allpoetry
A matchstick lasts only so long. - Borrowed Happiness. at allpoetry
Delicate engravings in the sand; / We've finally made peace. / The tiny blue kisses vapourized / In yellow light. / Words stuck in my throat revive / With each heartbeat. / The Chardonnay's ready, / With devotio - Run with tortoises. at allpoetry
I lie like a songbird, / I sing like an owl. / The love in my bouquet / Is going sour. / Can you see me with your ears? / Can you feel me with your eyes? / Can you dream with your eyes open? / 'Cause this time, - I'm better with knives. at allpoetry
Dilated eyes peer hopefully / Into pools of their own misery. / My curves have straightened your views / On self harm and poetry. / Does your conscience make you queasy, / Or are you still waiting for a ring; / Yo - I Found it in My Underwear Drawer at allpoetry
I remember when I had a journal, / I could barely put two words together. / I remember the little moth balls, / That made the pages smell. / The other day I went to New Jersey, / All alone and by myself. / On the - Heads and shoulders. at allpoetry
I'm holding a bad strawberry, / Standing in front of a French window. / My wrists and eyes are sore. / There's no such thing as a bad strawberry. / Oh, you forgot your toothbrush. / - Irreplaceable. at allpoetry
Barefooted lovers lie, / Sand stuck in their toes. / Entwined hearts beat quick, / Slow or steady; lost souls. / Comfortably silent, she said. / The moon shone like a halo, / Salty waters eased the pain / Of in - Do Shallots Make You Cry? at allpoetry
Have you ever tied a black bow around red wrapping paper? / Have you ever felt that adrenaline rush just when you breathe? / Have you ever written a story without any words, / To fill all the pages of your life? / I n - Conditioner. at allpoetry
We look through cracks and broken glass, / We swim through glue but never stick / Onto the slightest hint of regret. / Reapplying lipstick will never be the same / Avoiding humiliation scarred our love; / I've purc - View. at allpoetry
True freedom is just a word, / The feeling associated with it / Isn't defined by thick eyeliner. / The smell of earth is sweeter / Than green meadows full of flowers. / From skies to roots, / You never know what y - Down to my last breath. at allpoetry
You never fail to boil blood, / Or pick up a used blade. / Words can only take you so far, / The underlying rage raises it's head. / Silence is far from comfortable, / And my mascara is beginning to run. / I'm see - Blame it on destiny. at allpoetry
A maiden once stood on a little mound, / A little beyond this lake. / She stood just as still as you, / Taking in beauty with every breath. / As natural as the rippling waters, / As calm as the evening breeze. - The upside of amnesia. at allpoetry
La, la, la, la
Sing along - Wrapped In Silence at allpoetry
I'm not going to bother to
Try and say something to you - Contrition at allpoetry
Smear this blood across the memory
That was you and me. - There is no point. at allpoetry
This is the end, they told me,
Start builiding a coffin your size.
