Submissions by skinnyjean (Llamaliscious)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Lyricist and poet
Heart in a cage
I can't in person say to you how I hope
that I hope I have a hope in hell
So I wrote a note, and it's a little messy
but it tells you how I feel, alive:
When I'm around you
Sirens go off
When I'm around you
I get old
And when I found you
I nearly let it fade away
For this I'm sorry but
Chorus
Here's my heart in a cage
It's sadistic aint it
I cut it out when I hated myself
And it's not like I'll stop loving you any time soon
So here's my heart in a cage
Do do do do do
You know how there are...
that I hope I have a hope in hell
So I wrote a note, and it's a little messy
but it tells you how I feel, alive:
When I'm around you
Sirens go off
When I'm around you
I get old
And when I found you
I nearly let it fade away
For this I'm sorry but
Chorus
Here's my heart in a cage
It's sadistic aint it
I cut it out when I hated myself
And it's not like I'll stop loving you any time soon
So here's my heart in a cage
Do do do do do
You know how there are...
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A happyish ending
I've always strived to be it
It's not like it's easy when I'm
The only one who's keeping
The faith
In us
Two people need to be in
And that's not what I see at all
You vowed the once
Chorus
But now I'm finding myself
Uncovered and it's cold
Cause the winter doesn't love me
And you're not here to hold,
I guess when I met your family, and when you proposed
a happy ending came in a smaller dose
Than I had hoped.
It's not like it's easy when I'm
The only one who's keeping
The faith
In us
Two people need to be in
And that's not what I see at all
You vowed the once
Chorus
But now I'm finding myself
Uncovered and it's cold
Cause the winter doesn't love me
And you're not here to hold,
I guess when I met your family, and when you proposed
a happy ending came in a smaller dose
Than I had hoped.
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If all we wore were shoes
If all we wore were shoes
Than we sure wouldn't get cold feet
But I guess that memories we'd share
Would be a little worse for wear
-ing clothes are overrated
Baby show a little skin
If all we wore were shoes
At least I'd know what I was getting in-
to you
I think that you're intriguing
But my mind keeps slipping to your clothes
dreaming of what is underneath them
wondering what's your favorite pose-
istion
baby take it off
Winters scary without the cloth on
but we're warm blooded creatures
I'm here to be your heater, I won't...
Than we sure wouldn't get cold feet
But I guess that memories we'd share
Would be a little worse for wear
-ing clothes are overrated
Baby show a little skin
If all we wore were shoes
At least I'd know what I was getting in-
to you
I think that you're intriguing
But my mind keeps slipping to your clothes
dreaming of what is underneath them
wondering what's your favorite pose-
istion
baby take it off
Winters scary without the cloth on
but we're warm blooded creatures
I'm here to be your heater, I won't...
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1 Comment
What's this one about?
Wrapped around snug
I gave you a tug
and you let some grip
before you came undone
And you fell to the ground
unraveled and still
You were wrapped around snug
till I gave you a pull
And you loosened up, before you completely undid
you fell from the lid
unraveled yet still
You were wrapped around snug
completely done up
until I gave you a pull
and you fell at my will
Pulled your purpose apart
completely undone
You're now to be alone
after such a good start;
Good thing gift wrapping bow didn't...
I gave you a tug
and you let some grip
before you came undone
And you fell to the ground
unraveled and still
You were wrapped around snug
till I gave you a pull
And you loosened up, before you completely undid
you fell from the lid
unraveled yet still
You were wrapped around snug
completely done up
until I gave you a pull
and you fell at my will
Pulled your purpose apart
completely undone
You're now to be alone
after such a good start;
Good thing gift wrapping bow didn't...
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A room with room for two
If elegance was my definition of perfection
then you'd be damn flawed too,
you're the only window,
can't open no doors with no handle,
can only handle opening up to you
Still I'd rather we stick tragic
than have our connection shrink down to a two
You're the only window
I want to see through.
And like the walls that connect at every corner,
love will make use of the surface area
The photo frames remain overfilled
Our virtual version of heaven will be jointly ruled
And even though I don't believe in...
then you'd be damn flawed too,
you're the only window,
can't open no doors with no handle,
can only handle opening up to you
Still I'd rather we stick tragic
than have our connection shrink down to a two
You're the only window
I want to see through.
And like the walls that connect at every corner,
love will make use of the surface area
The photo frames remain overfilled
Our virtual version of heaven will be jointly ruled
And even though I don't believe in...
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Skeleton Girls
If she walked to the door,
Would you block the exit?
Try to steer her away?
If she cried to her mother about the things you told her
Would that be okay?
Because, honestly
No
Hon-es-ty
Is not my forte'
But it should be yours
Cause' you're not doing much to keep
Your skeleton girls away
Do you know how hard it is
To keep a smile on your face
As you're being pulled from place to place?
I don't think you do
Cause if you did you wouldn't chase,
Chase beyond your younger days
Though I knew you would
...
Would you block the exit?
Try to steer her away?
If she cried to her mother about the things you told her
Would that be okay?
Because, honestly
No
Hon-es-ty
Is not my forte'
But it should be yours
Cause' you're not doing much to keep
Your skeleton girls away
Do you know how hard it is
To keep a smile on your face
As you're being pulled from place to place?
I don't think you do
Cause if you did you wouldn't chase,
Chase beyond your younger days
Though I knew you would
...
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Eagerly she waits
When passion fades
it looks a foggy day
It's not full of rain
nor full of pain, like those fucked cliches
Just grey
And that grey won't go away
For weeks sometimes months on end,
Saddled up at home un-drugged
You proclaim your love
It's not worth it, it'll only make things worse because
Eagerly she waits to see,
You getting over it
So finally she can breathe
And make sense of this mess
Chorus
She'd love to run away today
With fear that it won't FOLLOW HER
And wake up just to be a friend again
But...
it looks a foggy day
It's not full of rain
nor full of pain, like those fucked cliches
Just grey
And that grey won't go away
For weeks sometimes months on end,
Saddled up at home un-drugged
You proclaim your love
It's not worth it, it'll only make things worse because
Eagerly she waits to see,
You getting over it
So finally she can breathe
And make sense of this mess
Chorus
She'd love to run away today
With fear that it won't FOLLOW HER
And wake up just to be a friend again
But...
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Here is my hand
So it happens
I've let you slip through my fingers before
My nails now no longer in your back; I must face that
I still want to be more than a shoulder; or a friend
So when you need something to hold
Here is my hand
I've let you slip through my fingers before
My nails now no longer in your back; I must face that
I still want to be more than a shoulder; or a friend
So when you need something to hold
Here is my hand
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Here at arms width
Never hold it so close to your chest
Run or fall too fast with it
Because the deeper it's forced
If you let it dig in
The more it's engorged
When pulled out; will sting
And that's merely human weakness
We must find comfort in some others heart
All is good, till they come down from it
And try rip it back out
You're here at arms width, so please before we begin;
don't hold it so close to your chest.
Run or fall too fast with it
Because the deeper it's forced
If you let it dig in
The more it's engorged
When pulled out; will sting
And that's merely human weakness
We must find comfort in some others heart
All is good, till they come down from it
And try rip it back out
You're here at arms width, so please before we begin;
don't hold it so close to your chest.
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Isn't she Loavely?
I loave that I’m young,
Yet I cannot redeem this,
A love for a simpler
More melodic time
I’m not a tailor,
You’re not a seamstress,
In that respect, we’re the same;
All differences aside
The first time that I saw you,
Guess that I foresaw this
We’d live in thesaurus
And settle with rhymes
When you do the stupid,
I’ll run with cupid,
Point my arrows to the hills
With a new bow by my side
Yet I cannot redeem this,
A love for a simpler
More melodic time
I’m not a tailor,
You’re not a seamstress,
In that respect, we’re the same;
All differences aside
The first time that I saw you,
Guess that I foresaw this
We’d live in thesaurus
And settle with rhymes
When you do the stupid,
I’ll run with cupid,
Point my arrows to the hills
With a new bow by my side
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Celia Caved
Celia stole some light from the stop sign
As the car moved closer,
the headlights shone brighter
The light stole her steadiness
The fear taught her of new strengths
She fled from the wreckage and collapsed into shadows
When Celia came to her car she was crying,
Crying like the sky, with shorter belts of hail
After years of thriving, they drove her to driving
And at the brink of Insanity
Celia caved
As the car moved closer,
the headlights shone brighter
The light stole her steadiness
The fear taught her of new strengths
She fled from the wreckage and collapsed into shadows
When Celia came to her car she was crying,
Crying like the sky, with shorter belts of hail
After years of thriving, they drove her to driving
And at the brink of Insanity
Celia caved
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In like (just for the night)
Things are looking up
And boys are looking down
I’ve been the quiet ones
I’ll sing their silent sounds
And bring you reds and greens
Cause it’s just like me
To beam
Out colours
And release out butterflies
Tonight
I’m not the one they fell in love with
I’m not that elegant
And I’m much less shy
Still tonight, we’ll be playing eye spy
In his eyes
CHORUS
And no fighting
We won’t throw our toys
No adults in here
Or need to come up for air
Coz just for tonight; I’m in like
With a boy
...
And boys are looking down
I’ve been the quiet ones
I’ll sing their silent sounds
And bring you reds and greens
Cause it’s just like me
To beam
Out colours
And release out butterflies
Tonight
I’m not the one they fell in love with
I’m not that elegant
And I’m much less shy
Still tonight, we’ll be playing eye spy
In his eyes
CHORUS
And no fighting
We won’t throw our toys
No adults in here
Or need to come up for air
Coz just for tonight; I’m in like
With a boy
...
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