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College is a strange place

I don’t want to be here,

Instructions were unclear,

My professor's a liar

and now my car is on fire.

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werewolf

Trapped in my own skin Cursed from birth, my body morphs In tune with the ever-changing moon My hair grows out and gives me away If I dull my teeth, will you finally look at me?

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February

Together, we wandered in Nervous, too eager to act a fool With nerves steeled by the gin You called me cool

Amidst a slurred verse You kissed me Tangled my hands in the hem of your shirt Onto my lips, you called me Aphrodite 

We would have been content  To pine aimlessly Now forced to act ambivalent  I fear I behaved recklessly 

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January

I hope I’m not being too presumptuous If so, please excuse my impatience I mean not to cross a boundary When I say I Adore your company I’m so confused, this January  Never thought you’d like me No, no trust me I’m happy  I’m just wary of  Breaking Your heart already  

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December

Eventually, I’ll stop wearing my heart on my sleeve Give my bleeding chest some space to breathe

I know enough about myself Just want to drown myself in someone else Growing weary of romances Stop giving me so many chances

Because it’ll end with mistakes I don’t need any more heartbreaks

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Carcinogenic Lover

I reek of cheap buds and youth But she’ll kiss me all the same Snaggle toothed She still wants me to smile She builds computers for fun Makes me feel dumb Couldn't be happier about it

Rolls around in a low rider She bought in cash But she lets me pick the station so what's it matter

This probably isn't for forever Though it sure is better Than never

Stick and poke to avoid the hurt Unimpressed by the stars Because they’re pressed To her inner wrist

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hidden or lost

Pardon me, may I inquire My object of desire I seem to have misplaced I need it, post-haste

You must have seen it About the size of my fist No way you could have missed It

Reddish in color, maybe pink I’ve gone some time missing her With this hole in my chest, it's gotten harder to think Can’t recall where she’s gone, it was a blur

Never mind the cavity in my ribs

Last I saw she rested upon my sleeve How foolish of myself To believe You cared for my health

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We’re a breed not built to last Technological advancements advancing too fast Human emotion  Is a thing of the past Bring an artificial revolution As the final solution 

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I want to make it out that you led me astray But I’m the kicked puppy you told to ‘stay’ Choose to follow anyway

If I was good enough, sweet enough, friendly enough, then maybe You’d have hung around for another day

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I was drunk off my ass And the world was spinning a little too fast You rolled over and told me That I wreaked of fresh laundry And cigarettes

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love note to my RA

In that dead of night As I try with all my withering might Those deep eyes cut through That vine wall I grew To shield what remains in The cavity of my chest Sensibilities recoil at her coy grin I’d crumble to ash at her behest Mere doors down but a milenia in experiences I’m trying so hard to fabricate appearances So selfish to crave her When she’s still just my neighbor Dammit, I’m changing my major

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Twenty-One

Get a Screw driver,

Fix this clock to read happy-hour

Because after 184,080 of them,

nothing is sweeter than this Whiskey Sour.

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S(k)in

As temptation comes my way

my stunted speech finds even fewer words to say

pledging to stop-

...maybe some other day.

We’re all helpless

when our vices beg to play

For in our sin

we women and men,

no matter how holly or the color of your skin

We are all kin.

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Nightingale

How am I going to get any better When I don’t want to forget her This time apart is supposed to be healing But I can’t shake this feeling When I wake up in her sweater All I want is for us to still be together

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Sad, isn’t he?

The darkest thing about me?

My coffee.

I wish I could describe my mind

truly, awfully.

Who cares if it’s bad for me,

Edgar Allen Poe would laugh at me.

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I’m making a playlist for a boy i only knew from this book You’re planning a rebel’s getaway Abandoned houses, malls, and a pool Meanwhile I try to stay cool You’re not my girl today My heart and love you’ve forgotten already I wanted to go steady But you’ve still got room and time to grow So for now I ought to let you go

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I’ll cauterize my heart Before I let you try to make it beat again Your touch and love used to keep me warm on cold nights Now the anger behind my sternum Burns hot enough to stave off the loneliness