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Walls by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Walls

Walls I’ve built walls around myself. A strong but simple fortress of four walls. They’ve weathered brutal assaults, hurricanes of emotion – painstakingly sorting the waters of mine and foreign emotions, and keeping them separate. Now one by one, they’re being torn down. It all started as a normal day at work. My office was blissfully silent, its four walls mirroring my own. Form after form is skimmed, filled out, tossed aside. Numbers, names, data, I’m only paid to analyze them. I barely glance at the names as I review employee evaluations. That’s someone else’s concern; I’m not responsible for break

The Things That Make You Tick by VerisimilarLies, literature

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The Things That Make You Tick

I don't know you very well But dearie I can tell The things that make you tick The things that make you sick I can see the fear that lingers in your eyes Yes, I can see straight through your disguise I know you're hiding from yourself You put your true feelings on a shelf So that you can never reach The confidence you preach It's the only book you're scared to read Another lesson you won't heed While I may be short in stature, in spirit I am tall I reached you book and read it all And I laughed and I cried In the end I promise no one died But now I find I must concede That it is a play you yourself must read

Falling by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Falling

Falling, falling Always falling Dancing, swirling Swiftly, smoothly But falling, falling Always falling Until you hit the ground. Soaring, soaring Never soaring Trying, failing Jumping, reaching But falling, falling Never soaring Although you spread your wings. Calling, calling Always calling Pulling, pushing Yelling, screaming Your fear is calling Always calling Soon you will be silent. Coming, coming Quickly coming Slinking, lying Polluting, dying And coming, coming The end is coming The time when all is void.

Good Intentions by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Good Intentions

Good intentions Great expectations They’ll all crumble down one day I won’t be held up to your gold standard Don’t you know you’ve got nothing to back it? Even the pennies are pretending But zinc’s more reactive anyway Maybe things are better now Things always seem to change It’s a physical state With chemical make-up Everyone just wants to be happy For some two’s a party Eight’s a noble crowd Everyone gets excited sometimes But you only see them when they fall back down It’s extensive How intensive life can be

My Curse by VerisimilarLies, literature

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My Curse

Right under my nose And a thousand miles away Your smile lights up someone else's life Why do we always chase What we can never have? (We chase it away) This is my curse Watching you from the window I swear your eyes met mine But she stands beyond the tinted glass Why can we only see Those who are blind to us? (We’re blind to their flaws) This is my curse When I cried those silent tears You flashed a look of sympathy In the wrong direction Why are those we most want to hear us The most deaf? (We don’t make enough noise) This is my curse My heart is too precious To let you stop its beating So let it beat alone

Eternal Sun-day by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Eternal Sun-day

Color fades in the heat and the light. Bleached. A woman rubs on lotion, mixed with rusty red. On go the cracked sunglasses as she heads for shade. But the trees - dying and drowning in thirst - aren’t casting. Burned. A child pauses as he walks past his old, run-down school. Alas! the doors are locked. The School Board called a string of Sun-days ever since the heat wave began to burn. Abandoned. “Teacher!” he cries. “Why’d they let the ozone crack? Can’t they see that we’re dying and drowning in thirst? And that in the heat and the light we’re fading away?” Unanswered.

Resolution by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Resolution

It’s been how long now, a year? Since I shed that final tear… And I find it kind of funny that you still care; Talking behind my back won’t get you anywhere. We had our chance; it came to an end. Over time, hearts will mend, But with the scar tissue that forms Sometimes the person transforms. There’s nothing left of you and me; Why can’t you just let it be? I hear you knocking on my door; Locking it is such a chore. You should just stay away, knock on wood. I’ve learned what lessons from you I could. There’s no more room to let you in; Just let go of what has been. Go and drive away once more

Guilty by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Guilty

It's broken but you can't see it. It's been replaced, but you can't tell. But tell me, is the pain still there? A melancholy state you just can't shake off; a cry on the tip of your tongue? Are you bleeding on the inside from some invisible wound? If you can's see and you don't know and you don't feel the truth can it still hurt you? You weren't a witness to the crime. You don't know it was me. You've given no signs of noticing or caring. But tell me, does the sight of me suddenly disgust you? Do you have an urge to scream and run away? Does your stomach contort, knotting and burning, begging to empty its contents?

Predator and Prey by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Predator and Prey

we were cutting it close but not close enough close encounters? bit off too little to chew i would have jumped in with the sharks if i’d only knew ‘hello mr. toothy!’ all smiles, bright and flashy smooth covering rough 'oh what big teeth you have!' 'all the better to dazzle you with, my dear flatter and adore you and then rip you to shreds' i would have jumped right in if only i’d knew we were so close and yet so far close enough to calculate the dive? not quite close enough to calculate we always were the screen of glass was cracking with the intensity of our stares the stars burned wit

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My Curse

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Walls by VerisimilarLies, literature

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Walls

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Jul 15, 2007

sorry

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I just wanted to apologize for not being on much. I only really got an account cuz one of my friends told me to. And don't get me wrong, it seems like an amazing community! But - either because I'm afraid of letting myself become obsessed with it, or because I can only really offer poetry and I'm shy and thus find myself not interacting and not becoming attached that easily - I don't tend to visit here often. So my point is I'm sorry if I don't seem very talkative or supportive or anything. I'm here, I'll prolly look at your work eventually and admire it greatly, but I may do it more quietly, with just a favorite or something as opposed to a