Lily Ives Poems

That dreadful feeling of turmoil
seeps through my arteries;
I scream to cry but don't make a sound.
The pain is deep, and its source is a mystery.
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What is the concept of time?
The clock dial spins on repeat in a circular motion every 24 stops, and
I can hear it tick and tock
In the morning the sun rises, and at night it falls
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Pull the sheet over my head;
and let me rest here.
I peeled my face off the mirror
and threw the crimson stone
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How does it sound when a heart breaks?
Does it bang like the sudden blast
of a forgotten land mine
ripping the flesh of an unfortunate animal?
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Pull the wool over my eyes;
there's nothing left to see here.
Panic, fakery, fear and exhaustion
pollutes the rivers that once
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Fear,
You're both my friend and my foe.
You keep me alive,
And you prevent me from living my best life.
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What would you do if you knew that all the elements bring me to you?

I gaze at a flame, dancing across a burning log,
and watch it slowly disintegrate into sleepy embers as I think of you.
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I fell in love.
The rug was pulled from under my feet,
And I bravely took that first step off the cliff.
I did as they wrote in the stories and took a chance,
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Upon a grey and gloomy day,
A mob of crows descend softly on the shore.
Waves crash, break and threaten to claim
the land beneath black talons.
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The enemy is not in the sex
It is not in the kiss
It is not in the woman
It is in the mirror
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