You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
we hold the key to our own perpetuity even if just temporarily, for our pursuit is dry, it is cold- it brings us pain for even in success we fail.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
the promises you've kept were fragile--museum art kept inside glass cases and people observed, pointing judging and stressing the importance of do not touch, darling because art breaks or loses value after being dealt with.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
the story stands as a memory but not as a regret because in retrospect it wasn't ever about respect or the neglect of each other, the lack of rations for the general masses it was about what we deserved and in the grand scheme, life seemed to decide that we deserved it.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
the elegant girl doesn't belong here they whisper as it travels down the winding brick road. it stops- the royal family doesn't need her and continues-- little girl with head so low and peering deep into death's eye, for your life begins after the road slowly cuts off.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
we sat drinking lemonade by the tv set, static touching our fingertips as the newscaster promised storms for tonight. the lemonade we drank stained our mouths, the sour stench traveled to our hearts as we spoke in hushed tones about the our future and how you held my hand- our lemonade was growing warm as flies flew over it like nightmares during the summer. i traced your face with my fingertips, deep into your happiness and sadness- you were the thick blue and green smeared across the black canvas and i was the future you promised to create.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
in many ways, you were the evening light that slowly died away and came back in the beautiful morning sunlight where you held me in your arms. unsure and alone, we fell under the tide of love until it pushed us out as the moon sank higher into the void known as fear.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
Steggy, that poem about lemonade was so good -- I feel like I've written the same song with different words, so it was very familiar and very sweet to read.
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your love letters never reached my house. i threw them out along with my strings you tied around my back, chocking my last breath. i hung your smile over the burning fire and watched it blackened, paper wings that meant nothing but to fly. your roses died in the gasoline chamber of your car. your marble arms hung with poisoned roses that i picked and along the way they crumbled; even the roman empire didn't last long
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
we took a spaceship and flew until morning where peter pan waited. he promised us, a better life where the old walls would crumble and we would be alright. captain hook still haunts my memories. peeling grey paint stains our fingers as we scream in the night. you were gone by sunrise with wendy and the boys while i fooled around with tinker bell and her "perfect looks" (stained red lipstick smeared across the mirror and black teardrops fall down her face). peter pan told me "just think happy thoughts and fly"; i found "happy thoughts" in all the cars that passed by my window as i flew to neverland in hopes to find you.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
in the morning mist, you dance around in a pink and yellow sunrise with the calls of all the birds. they're flirting with your moves but you don't care. your eyes flicker upwards at the ceiling as the wind blows and the sky seems to be a bit bluer; i love you as much as the flowers love the sun forever and always but you forgot about "forever and always" as the sky lost color and the sun dulled and how i remembered your smile being as bright as the sunrise you last danced to; the birds haven't sung in a couple of days and i was wondering if you wanted to dance one more time.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
the neon blue lights are burning up the air as we huddle close together, cigarette smoke spins and spins and i follow, a french ballerina at her prime. your leather jacket is stuck to my skin as you press your fingers deep into my veins and-
the darkness wraps a cloth around my neck and the light feels close. i reach out to the fading neon lights and called your name but your brain went to voicemail. the red lights echoed across my brain, becoming my new home. my tongue is cut off from the world, served on a hot plate for a hungry man and his pathetic wife, who smiles with pain in her cheap cheekbones and thick bloody lips.
your fingernails dung into my skin and i was left with the tattoos of your past and my future.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
will you forgive me for the things i did before i met you? if i knew what i hid would destroy my identity, my ego is trashed don't worry i smashed it because i know you did too- i don't know what to do but ask you to be with me for eternity.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
bring together people and have them spend the rest of their lives, hearts stuck together. a four year old can superglue a paper heart better than you can. she spends her nights in the shower, the stitches coming undone and he spends the night drinking away his problems with different stitches, crossed out and shut tight.
stitch
mending the wounds, she sticks the needle deeper into her heart and pulls back. ragdolls sit on shelves and they wish to be like her. they feel pain by the cages that surround them, red and yellow string holding their eyes. he sits in the front of the mirror, water running. the reflection holds needles evilly smiling. the past creeps up, vomit on the floor.
cut
she waits outside in the cold, snow falling. wearing a white dress, she spends the evening with matches. her heart contains mistakes, threw against the wall like a dirty mutt. her head is a boat, tipping underneath all the pressure before it disappears. he watches the cars past by, their headlights flicker against the cold rain. mocking his chance to escape.
pull
bring together two people who are perfect and happy. watch their hearts tear at the seams and come undone from the future together. she looks at the stars while he looks at the ground with shaking hands. fireflies die after the storm passes. he pulls at the strings a little harder as she is sent flying, across the stage with a pained grin and wishes to be free.
repeat
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
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