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 May 2016 Julie
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Listen
 May 2016 Julie
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Don't you think
It's
Crazy

That I want to be a singer
And an actor
And a painter
And a writer
And a race car driver
And president

But I can't even be happy
With my sexuality

And it's not my fault
But yours?
 Apr 2016 Julie
aj
the end
 Apr 2016 Julie
aj
dreadfully into the night, raking
clawing into the black infinity
being dragged away from
the world as you know it

a man of fire
kissing the limitations of faith while his lips
are still wet with lies

face turned and steady
we are alone

unyielding, undying
drifting, but fleeting
breathing, and bleeding

alone, but together

life isn't slowing down for you
you are a speck of dust in heaven's snowstorm

a bullet in a firefight

lost in the flames,
no one will remember
the man who was

swallowed by the sun
1 of 12.... a collection
 Apr 2016 Julie
Ronney
At the core of every secret

Is the truth*

A truth we are unwilling to divulge

Yet through time we evolved

To learn truth is the best solve
~ for a time the truth may rain havoc but lies will lead to certain death

~ moral of the story - as difficult as it is its best to always tell the truth even if its ugly
When you look in my eyes, what do you see?
Do you see my pain
the fire I felt in my muscles?
Do you see the billions of tears
that had ran a marathon across my cheeks.
When looking into my eyes,
do you see my desire
for revenge
Do you see past my eyes, and into my soul,
my restless spirit?
Do you see my wounds
that still linger beneath my scars?
In my eyes, do you see my love?
Do you see my passion for loyalty?
My deep desire to be loved?
In my eyes,
do you see my confusion
my curiosity for everything
In my eyes,
can you see that I have been in pain.
The kind of pain that is worse than physical pain.
the "****" in my eyes.
The disappointment
the failure.
*my eyes hold a lot of secrets
 Apr 2016 Julie
gray rain
Torn Up
 Apr 2016 Julie
gray rain
You think I'm fine
I have nothing to hide
no cuts on my arms
'Cause I'm torn up inside
I care too much.
I really do.
I care about
you
and her
and him
and them
I care about life.
I care so much
that I neglect myself
I neglect my wants
my needs.
I have been providing so much light for others,
that I have let my world grow dark.
I am too busy feeding other people compliments,
that I have left myself starving.
I can't decide
who matters more.
I worry about being conceded
so I discard myself completely.
I care too much
repost if this is you, too
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