Bethany Maxwell Poems

Have you ever felt like you can't do anything?
Or maybe, more, you can't do anything well?
LIke everything you do is just to par,
No steep above anyone,
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Heart beating against my chest,
I plunge the knife deep into the stranger's heart,
Feeling bones break,
Hearing their crack as they move aside.
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I wrap myself in you,
I lay down to go to bed and feel you around me.
I feel your arms pulling me close,
Your skin against mine,
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Friendships are delicate things,
The brush of a feather of distrust,
Can cause it to crack,
The settling dust of uncertainty and suspicion,
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I could write every cliche in the book,
And I still wouldn't touch on what you mean to me,
Or how much I love you so.
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Starts so young...

Fast at first,
Then, slower, next.

Leads the way
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You strip the text
Of any cover,
Leaving it exposed,
Thrusting yourself,
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The tears of our ancestors fall upon our graves,

In which we have placed ourselves by our own decieving hand.
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Slip away,
Drift away.

Become what you believe is true,
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Thy silent maiden floats at sea,
Long golden hair flowing around her bod,
Nothing in her mind but a tale of love and woe,
As her tears fall to be lost in the sea,
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