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"do you know
what's more dangerous
than a stupid man?
a smart one."
"do you know
what's more powerful
than love?
grief."
"do you know
what's worse
than fake smiles?
fake tears."
"do you know
what's the difference
between being mad
and being sad?
grudge."
what's more dangerous
than a stupid man?
a smart one."
"do you know
what's more powerful
than love?
grief."
"do you know
what's worse
than fake smiles?
fake tears."
"do you know
what's the difference
between being mad
and being sad?
grudge."
A Bit of Love
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what to do when he doesn't say it back
a)
you will give all of yourself to a boy who won't know you at all.
he will recycle your parts, make you stationary, bind you into
paper that he will gift back so you can write poetry about him.
you, too, say i love you quickly.
when he doesn't say it back, evaporate.
b)
he will kiss you in places you didn't know existed.
until him, you were a peasant in your body's palace.
he crowned you princess, broke the lock of your castle's gates.
when he doesn't say it back, load your cannons.
c)
you are a fountain pen.
look him in the eye when you write him letters on your skin.
when he asks to read them, surrender.
you have always be
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.
the devil holds the head of a
dead rose between his thumb and
forefinger; he admires the
delicate, rotting petals
with eyes of cold stone
and sickly pale
December skies.
bored:
he tosses it over his
shoulder into eternal fire
without a care in the world.
(love is dead.)
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i could never say goodbye.
we are silvered
hurricane edges and
magenta fingers
clutching childhood
remnants - our roots
twisted together
like beggar's hands:
desperate at the
knuckle but strong
at the joint.
you have a swallow's
soul and are
migrating away from
our secret garden
with wings of endless
ocean dreams and feathers
made from my heart tendons.
(think you ripped them
many times without
realising)
come Autumn we will
split into separate
shockwaves from the
epicentre of our
beginning, but like
a tectonic plate i
will wear these
fractures of you with pride.
(and maybe we'll drift
back together someday)
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beware of the smart man, because he is fast and effective
love and hate are equal, but grief, grief is something else
beware of the sly
you can be mad at someone, but can you be sad at someone?
love and hate are equal, but grief, grief is something else
beware of the sly
you can be mad at someone, but can you be sad at someone?
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this it so thought provoking and beautifully sad.