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I wrote about you again today
You see, we're doing journals in writing class
And I never run out of things to say
Or words to write that sound okay
When you're inside me I am glass
Fragile but the words come fast
And beautiful and recklessly...
(When your words are inside of me)
When your words are in my ear,
I can't.
Can't walk slow, lay low, don't know why
I can't just see you, be you, be your
Friend that's capable of saying "hi".
I'm not that friend, I'm just me, just I
And I think I write about you too much
But the dead words spring up at the feel of your touch...
And a part of you is mine
and always will be here
unplanned and not tapered,
alive on this paper
aliveonthispaper
You're alive when I dream you up on the schoolbus
You're alive when we're together and it's only us
You're alive when we're sitting together in class
I'm alive 'cause you're in my pen, present and past
I'm alive 'cause what I write about you's temporarily eternal
and I wrote this all down
today,
in my journal.
I've been wanting to make my poetry less metaphorical and more obvious. Marceline's on Adventure Time are how I want to write stuff, so obviously stating her words and yet still using metaphors and crap everywhere... so beautiful... and I did write a song like that, but it was obvious enough about one person that I didn't want to post it. Maybe I will if they die before me... not to be morbid... but this poem has a little of that too to end and finish, so I like that. Maybe it's weird to critique your own work while posting it... but I do do that... if you think I'm wrong, then don't be afraid to tell me) ^^ I wanna be a better poet...
