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Prologue (or, Optimism)Now, before we start this whole business
of the terror they call life,
let's think a while on all the things that cause joy.
The sunlight on a winter day
as it shines right through the darkest cloud
later in life this cloud is too heavy to be broken
The contagious laughter of your very best friend
later in life you discover she's a homophobe
The taste of chocolate melting on your tongue
later in life you don't eat chocolate, you don't want to get fatter
The gentle lull of the music box
later in life the music turns sour
raging about life and love and death
you try to escape but
you're trapped, sweetie.
She had bullies taunting her,
she was the weirdest one.
She had a dream that one day people would listen to her
and her stories. That one day
someone would notice.
But in a world where everyone is a tragedy
it's so hard to find
someone who cares.
Now she has a nightmare that no one wants to listen to her
and her silly little fant
SoaringI love you
though I've never met you
(in real life).
But I know you're the one-
I can see us together
We know so much
of each other
it's like we're twins.
But this connection goes
None of my friends understand
what it's like to be loved
by someone you don't even know.
But I do know you Toni
in my heart.
Taking Over (Three Different Mindsets)What does justice make you, then?
An angel with teeth?
Or a monster with wings?
You are quite the little monster aren't you?
you've done me proud,
you clever girl.
I don't feel clever. I feel insane.
Oh God, the shaking, make it stop, please, somebody, make it STOP-
Let me help you darling,
after all, all you need is a
But you'll never get this, will you?
Let me take over then.
Let the rage control you.
You are a psychopath-
it's time you embraced that,
But I don't WANT to be a psychopath. I want to be normal.
But, I get a lot of things I don't want.
Let me take over.
Set me free.
I'll save you.
You know I will
I know you won't-
- all you ever cause me is pain and regret. I can't let you win. I won't.
You can't fight me.
You know why?
Because I AM you.
And I am stronger.
I always, always, win, monster.
Oh God, the shaking, make it stop, mak
Rage (Three Different Mindsets)calm cool collected-
I am snapping
I will tear you to pieces
in this merciless war.
Your blood stains my hands
And I like it.
in the night and fog
this haze clears,
and I am left
I never cry.
ParadiseI am the remorseless assassin
of the body and mind.
I will chop up your stomach and soul
leave you bleeding
your sweet crimson nectar.
She is an assassin
of a different kind.
While her knives and guns
won't harm bodies
your heart lays dying
while she is smiling.
Her teeth gleaming
What can I do
but offer myself to her?
BloodThey say blood is thicker than water.
My friends are the best family I've ever had-
better than my parents-
and I love them all to bits.
But my blood relations?
They aren't my family.
They are just people.
Arabella (Three Different Mindsets)athazagoraphobia: the fear of being replaced, ignored, or forgotten.
She's leaving the room
Go on, get her
Chase her down
Kiss her pretty pink lips
do not let her escape do not let her escape do not let her escape do not let her escape do no-
and she's gone
Arabella's got a crush they say
it's not you
but a small dumb part of you thinks it is
Say you hate him
You hate him
He REPLACED you
There was nothing to replace anyway-
you've been replaced
You hate him
Don't be a coward
Too coward to slit your own wrists when you've had enough
Every day a coward
Too coward to make deeper cuts than the small beauties that decorate your
Eva (Bold, Underline, Italics)It was a
and the wind was
a-blowin' something awful
and I was sweating and tired and
goddammit i wanted to go HOME
but something stopped me
that fateful summer without Arabella
It was a
and the staff at the hotel
put on a fine show, so they did
There was a woman
(there always is)
a holiday rep, she worked with the kids
doing shows and games
Her name was
My God, she could dance
trampling all over my heart in heels
Not a day over 20
That summer without Arabella
My heart had no other
She's in my head
I'll never see her again
It would never work out
For crying out loud
But I love her
And They All Lived Happily Ever After
Eva and Arabella
happy happy lives without me
The Apple FarmerI used to have a body,
Muscled tight from years of work
I now have vines,
They make my shape
I used to be a human,
A real one, flesh and bone
But the apple never falls far from the tree
And I am an apple farmer
I fall from my tree
I would fall from grace
But there is no grace in being
Just a zombie,
No curves, just flowers starting to bloom.
maybe i'm too busy being yours.i. i am still looking for the glue
you used to put me back together
it's maybe hidden in the back of your throat
ii. he tried his best
and i'm not saying it wasn't a valiant effort
i'm saying that i can't feel any other way
i have tried my best too
iii. you are coffee-coated
and shit talk free
and i think that's what i liked about you
the fringes of your obscenity
were never going to be front-page news
iv. you were not the source of my sadness
and i think i made you think it was
so you could fix me
and i'm still wondering if people can really be fixed
i would say yes
until the way the winter leaves me paralyzed in my bed
reminds me that i'm not okay
and i never have been
v. i don't want you to love me back
(i mean i do but i'm done hoping so hard)
i just want you to know
that i will always be there
i can't really be anything else
LemonsIf life gives you lemons
Make hot chocolate <3
It warms your heart
Dries your tears
Makes you smile
Vanquishes your fears
Have a cup with me
And together we'll make
A perfect fantasy
sometimes hate is not enoughi feel guilty
because the chances are
i'll ruin your life
and all i'll do afterwards is write about it
PerdicionTe conocí en invierno, las calles cubiertas de nieve, el frió carcomía nuestras pieles,
tu piel pálida y congelada, intentado calentar tus manos.
Ese día, aquel donde sentí un fuerte impulso de hablarte en cuanto te vi, sentado en la banca del parque moviendo tus piernas para entrar en calor, solo guiada por un impulso
me acerque a ti, te di mi bufanda y gantes, luego solo me fui.... sin preguntarte
tu nombre, ni de donde eras, ni que hacías, solo me fui.
Días pasaron, y no te volví a ver, creí que solo fue coincidencia el haberte encontrado para evitar que murieras congelado, pero increíblemente nos reencontramos en mi cafetería favorita, te distinguí de inmediato por que traías puesta mi bufanda y guantes..... aun recuerdo tu rostro confundido ... como si buscases a alguien.
Recuerdo tu rostro iluminarse cuando giraste en mi dirección. Me dijiste que mi bufanda tenia olor a
he's got a girlfriend anywaywe both know
that it's hard to write about
it's taken me seven months to start
while you slept, i burnt your crimson sheets
and painted your ceiling purple
part of me thought you might understand
i was trying to show you how i felt
i was being brave
it was how i wanted to tell you
but i was destroying more than i created
(just spread your love
set fire to the storms)
i tried to tell you
but i was tied to tracks
and it's too close for the train to miss me when it stops
if there is still a chance
you might need me
you will find me where we fell in love
sitting under cherry dark skies
with shaking fingers crossed
and blood stained lips locked
need and greedI keep wondering
if it's too much to ask
for you to tell me you love me
like you mean it with every
measure of your being,
like you want to say it
to remind me
that I deserve the smiles I surrender to,
like you are holding the words
upon your tongue
and letting them loose
louder than cannons from rooftops
in the way that breaks
the silences that I've caged myself in,
I keep wondering
if it's too much to ask
for you to tell me you love me
like you need me
to believe it.
LovesicknessI've only known you for a few days,
Yet still this longing feeling stays.
It makes me hate my in active ways,
I need a distraction, for the longer I laze,
The more I think of how you amaze.
Without your touch I feel so alone,
Anywhere near you could feel like home.
So please let me near, it's my heart that you own!
After all, you said that you love me so dearly,
Do why can't I hug you at least yearly?
life is beautiful
Ever since I met you, I couldn't stop thinking.
You've always been on my mind.
How your little smile, and that tuft of hair could turn the colorless skies into a bolstering blue.
I only grew hotter for you when I got a taste of your pure, angelic heart.
Your kindness and beauty has made you inseparable to me.
I can't live without you.
You have shone a light within this bleak, dark world.
Life was sour, but now it's sweet, because of you.
I love you.
The girl he loves...
The girl he loves is not perfection.
But the girl he loves doesn't have much depression.
The girl he loves is too talkative.
The girl he loves is crazy and wild.
The girl he loves is much much expressive.
The girl he loves can be over-obsessive.
The girl he loves is pretty but she denies it.
The girl he loves is always laughing and smiling.
The girl he loves can't rhyme or rap.
But the girl he loves is me.
And that's a fact.
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