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THE SALT II ------------ You said to come back tonight. So you can hurt me more. I wait, excited. I am insane. I let him in. “god, i missed his face.” i whispered as he walks in. i also think of how disappointed she would be in me. I have told my abuser to abuse me. She had no choice. I am sorry I am so weak when you were so strong mother.
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THE SALT --------- “Hurt me more” i tell him. I crave something, anything. So he does. Every touch of his hands on my skin creates a wound. Bleeding every time he touches me. I let him. When i am crying enough he looks at me with sad eyes. “I will run you a bath baby, do not cry” he says while walking to the bathroom letting you bleed. He comes back in picks me up, how hands create more wounds. He places me in the water. No, the vodka. I screamout in more pain as the vodka touches my wounds. “ thank you” i cry out as he leaves me there
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SALT N SUGAR -------------- “Hurt me” i say to him. “I need to write” he smiles. “I love you, why would i ever hurt you?” he kisses me with poison on his lips. “Thank you” i cry as he leaves, satisfied. He knows how to hurt me in a different way then anyone. He loves it. So do i. The pain he brings with his words alone lets me breathe. Maybe i like salt instead of sugar
Me
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Girls ----- I have yet to find a poet that has been hurt by a female. I know you are out there. I think of you everyday. She really hurt you didn’t she. But no one would take to very seriously because you are male. Girls can be just as fucking hurtful as guys. I want to see people give a fuck for the boy too. Girls can get away with so much abuse towards boys. Rape, is still rape. Bruises are still bruises. I want to be able to slap a guy in the face and he do the same without being treated differently. I am here for you. She hurt you and i know that. Girls we are not so fucking magical we are no more or less then men. Fucking stop acting like you have not hurt him. You have. You have hit a boy and got away with it, i hope he hits back. All this bitching about equality. God
My anger
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red --- She paints her lips red. Color of lust. What they didn't know was she used the blood her wrists cried. -making beauty from pain-
Me
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The Universe ------------- Him. i love you, you’ll always be the Olly to my Maddy. My sweet angel. I’ll be there when you grow big and famous. Or just playing in the locals. I'm your biggest fan. Your heart is my favorite song
Me
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storm ----- When there is a storm we are told to stay indoors, for it is very dangerous out there. Did i hear the siren? Yes. did i go inside? No. the storm that was out there has beautiful eyes. Pretty lies. A smile that says ‘i’ll stay for a while’ and so the storm did stay. It stayed and destroyed as i watched knowing it was coming for me. His smile turned to a promising grin. But he was promising to hurt me. His eyes craved the look on my face a he set lightning bolts through me. Bringing me pain. Leaving me there the storm passed. But this storm is infinite. He keeps coming and you keep ignoring the siren. At least he wants something from me.
Alysa(me)
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Aquamarine ----------- I have always loved the water. My birthstone i blame.being underwater is my favorite. I love the rain. I love the ocean.the color of my eyes and my salt water tears, i am my own ocean. And i'm drowning in myself
Alysa Bowie
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