Lauralie Bradford Poems

A dance is what it is,
this chaotic lovely life.
To the greatest ever song written,
performed under the moonlight.
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They say, brush your teeth before you go to bed.
I say, screw sleep, go paint the town red.
They say, rest your bones so they can heal.
I say, hey man, do what you feel.
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They’ll try to hurt you,
try to make you tear.
They’ll push you down,
and feed on your fear.
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You took a thousand pieces
That you found on the floor
And you mended them together
Like no one had before
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World of destruction inside your mind.
It seems to me that you're running out of time.
Droplets of rain fall on the dry soil where death consumes.
Head strong, pushing yourself into the inevitable doom.
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Lonesome leaf
On the tree of life
That's all I am
And it cuts like a knife
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All my veins are bursting, blood everywhere.
Red stained hands, rip out all my hair.
But my heart keeps pounding, my burden to bear.
You don't understand, this pain can't be shared.
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I am not one for structure.
Nor am I one for you.
Can't you see where I puncture?
Can't you see how I wound?
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