The Earth still spins, BriBri . [books to read in your 20s female TXT] 📗
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I can tell you about cell membranes,
But i don't know the details.
I know about the short-term
Causes of World War II, but i can't
Remember their names or dates.
I can tell that water Is the universal solvent,
But i can't explain exactly how it works.
I know how to play an instrument,
And how to learn a few more,
But i can't tune a damn major chord.
By God, i can find the slope of a curve.
If I'm lucky.
Now i'm trying to write poetry,
But it isn't like Seamus Heaney's.
I know the tricks of each trade,
An overview of each lass.
But an expert? Please..
I just want to pass.
It's not that i'm stupid,
I'm acutally quite smart.
But a jack of all trades
Know only a handful of each art.
Not one dayNot one day had gone by
Where i didn't stare at my knife.
It's sharp teeth a sad comfort,
A quick way to leave this earth.
But those teeth never bit too hard,
Only enough to leave some scars.
I'm still alive, my heart beats srong.
Not one day goes by that i wonder if i was wrong.
Black soulBlack eyes. Black soul.
Haunting the in thy sleep.
Awaken thee with the stench
Of an unclensed soul. However,
Over thine unclensed soul
Be a sheet of white.
Thy pale form approaching
Be not whom it appears to be.
Simple RhymeThere's a darkness that surround me,
A newfound hatred that i can't see.
It swallows down the sunlight
That used to shine so bright.
It may be a simple rhyme,
That took so little of my time,
But there's nothing better i can do
In the darkness that i can't see through.
Jared, Misha, Jensen.Deep, amber eyes brun through
Mine. My soul is heating,
The pressure melting black
Into precious diamonds.
I am not worth it.
I look away and find
Myself looking into a sea
Of blue. They swallow me
Whole, surrounding and
Clensing my soul.
I'm drowning.
I look away again, finding
Another sea, a sea of green.
Those emerald eyes bore through me,
Shining bright inside of me.
I hate what i see.
I look down at my hands
In my lap. "Leave me alone,"
I tell each one, yet
Their eyes still graze over
Me, searching. "Please don't do
This to yourself, sweetheart."
I snap.
I ran away from them.
They're too amazing, too perfect,
Too beautiful for me
I am not worth it.
I'm drowning.
I hate what i see.
I look into my carbon soul,
Dirty, disgusting soul,
And find that i can't see.
I cry.
ImprintPublication Date: 08-24-2012
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Dedication:
I dedicate this to my friends and family, whom have helped me with (or caused) the emotions i faced in order to write these works.
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