Aria Siren Poems

I was never a pretty cryer-like movie scenes depict
They weep beautiful tears-I weep until I am sick
I scream and curse and sob and yell
Until my head throbs and my eyes swell
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I keep going through
Phases of common sense
That shock me with a clear view
Until you reappear in a hazy lens
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the fire had struck the building with such force
no one whispered about survivors
the windy day blew the flames around
like trick candles on a cake
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After the fall
I am left cold, shivering, a mess
And as the leaves crawl
I am naked in winters cold breath
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it was a lightning bug summer
we danced in blackberry water that mirrored the stars
spanish moss leaping with the breeze
jagged lighting piercing the sky with fleeting scars
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I hate this
Silently I sit
My mouth bound
By your lack of regard
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Can't you see?
You're killing me.

Slowly feeding me poison
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I've been here so long
That I've forgotten
Where I am
Trapped
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I want people to acknowledge the broken parts
Without moving too close
Afraid they may touch something hurting
Or discover what I hide the most
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Happiness!
That is what he does to me
He paints me grey skies
Misty fog
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