merryslambgonewrong

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Left Legged by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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Left Legged

Falling past the footsteps on the stairs footprints in my hair tiny little bugs feet floating in the air Fucking crazy and don’t much care happy cuz I’m my own sad for mostly no reason at all other than that I lost my rainbows can’t remember the happy thoughts

Ugly on All Sides by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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Ugly on All Sides

Ugly on all sides the dark sickness: eats from inside out with its cancer mouth & cracked nails tear out your water veins : sneaks in through holes in your ears and irises With my sugar teeth rotten & eaten by smaller mouths I will tear up my own sickness & eat my ugly bones Beautiful on all sides I can beat my own cancer with my puzzle mind & light feet

thefly by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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thefly

Black spot, buzzing across my room little fly * you can choose to let it pass * somehow it found a way in Little bug how can I choose to let you infect my place the one where (I guess) I am home A black filled space where there should be only lonely air taken by a fly * how can I breathe where you’ve been? * Little disease you’re spotting up my cancer life

False Commitment by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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False Commitment

Maybe if I cleaned up put away my rainbows coming down from storm clouds and let loose all the purple smoke I’ve been holding in my aged lungs, letting dreams grow sour inside my head. Then maybe with my drugs away and my smile painted on right the sweet-talkers will step out of the television screen & I’ll be given a chance at that fairy tale life.

Been Hanging Out with Alice by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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Been Hanging Out with Alice

When the world comes around & the faces fade & smiles break down won’t you join us? All partying down in the rabbit hole where everybody swings & nothing that should be is where everything begins. In your face I can see where you plunged into the pavement through to the Other-side where the rabbits hide. Come find us on the Chessboard. I’ve been hanging out with Alice, you’ll recognize me by my blood-shot eyes.

Rocket.Signs. by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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Rocket.Signs.

She always flashes you a peace sign and a smile whiteness you could live on, a drug that you live for handed out in trade for happiness. She dances for hand tricks, and cigarettes. All she wants from you is to be taken away it doesn’t even need to be a better place, just take her somewhere she’s never been and she’ll show you some things you’ve never seen. She’s staying in your starry eyes waiting on the milky way to wash her back into place. Just take her somewhere she’s never been.

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waiting on sleep by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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Feet Don't Talk by merryslambgonewrong, literature

For Nick by merryslambgonewrong, literature

My Favourite Flower by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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My Favourite Flower

Hearts beat in sync, (Roses in my ears.) Lovers whisper softly, with roses on their lips. The color of her blush, at the sight of my gift. Loving her is such a strange thing. (Your skin’s so soft.) Let me touch her, let me hold her, (please don’t make me let go.) Roses strewn across the bed. My bed. (Our bed, if you will share it with me.) Let my hands wrap her in scented pleasures. (The roses smell so sweet.) Let me breathe her in. She trembles so gently. (Do I make you happy?) Does she feel me? (Do you feel how much I love you?)

No Ones a Giant by merryslambgonewrong, literature

Honey Coated Razor Blades by merryslambgonewrong, literature

When the Music Stops by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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When the Music Stops

Short red hair and drumming her fingers to the beat of her blasting MP3 player that’s sure to be the deafening of her by age 30, she sits on the street... “Hey cutie, what you listenin’ to?” (And doesn’t it say, in Madonna’s great wisdom, that MUSIC makes the people come together?) And she still can’t figure out why that song he sang outside her room that one night, after that first fight, still echoes on her window pane. There’s just something about a guy and a guitar that’s so hot. (Music makes the people come toget

While You Sleep by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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While You Sleep

This hate isn’t worth anything, Without something in between. Just a waste of my time, The clock is running out on me. I drew you a long line, But you stepped onto my side. Nothing left but oblivion, Nothing left but dark skies. The stars don’t shine for me. This place holds to much gravity, And it won’t let you fly. I’m ready to see again, But the faces are to sore on my eyes. What’s the point if you can’t cry? Nothing left but you for me. Turn on the stars for me.

Random by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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Random

They don’t know that I’m not asleep, I’m going to blame them for that, it’s they’re fault. How can they yell when they’re child cries? No child is left behind. Please bring me home I don’t miss you, but I want you by my side, just because I’m cold, and maybe you aren’t. But you are, you’re colder than I am, dead cold. Let’s pretend you’re not though. Will I sleep on the side of the street some day? It could be tomorrow if I left today. Why did the baby cry when daddy died? None of us even knew yet, hell, she didn’t even really know daddy. But she did, she cried. Things

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it was only me. by le-robot, literature

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it was only me.

he used to party but now he wrestles, & fights the ghosts from his skull. he used to hide bottles but now he hides skeletons, & tattoos on his ankles. he tapes his cigarettes to the backs of his legs, & wears a scarf to hide the hickeys on his neck. every night he prays for a guardian angel, to rescue him from his fantasy-reality world denial. & he convinces himself he's in love with every girl he sees, & maybe it's because he smokes too much weed, & maybe it's because he drinks too many forties, but I swear on his heart, it was only me.

tuesdays and tobacco. by le-robot, literature

birds and the bees. by le-robot, literature

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birds and the bees.

let's burn down this haunted house, & drown the ghosts. grinning with all our teeth & biting with all our fingers & fingers slicing the wind out the window. climbing trees with our hair stuck in the branches, & sunshine stuck in our teeth. dirt on our hands & knees, & dirt settling to the bottom of our lungs. a ribcage you can grab & put your fingers underneath. & underneath a heart smiling with all its arteries; a birds nest infested with bees.

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cafe haiku. by le-robot, literature

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cafe haiku.

café in the city. we are members of the place. our lungs are ashtrays. our lungs are ashtrays. collapse on the antique chairs. the walls are yellow. the walls are yellow. from the paint and the smoke stains. café du marquis. café du marquis. here come the same kids again. we are kings and queens. we are kings and queens. royalty of royalty. walking through the door. walking through the door. cheap bastards bumming smokes. endless energy. endless energy. it’s so unnecessary. love it anyway.

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Here is the Wilderness-Man by merryslambgonewrong, literature

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Here is the Wilderness-Man

Here is the strong man who swam the rivers and fought the trees. Lover of broken stars and Gypsy Queens kidnapper of mad hearts. He’ll trap you in locking jaws and cramping arms. See how he makes the world shake as he changes over from human to beast. Here stays the wild-man. Watch the forest rumble as he makes the sky fall. See him tackle the stars from the night. Welcome the wilderness-man welcome him home, let in the cold from a forest of steel and stone.

Here is the Wilderness-Man

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merryslambgonewrong

Dec 31, 2008

I'm Back

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I'M BACK and just cuz i've been neglecting deviantart doesn't mean i stopped writing over the last few months, so i'll have to start adding a bunch of new stuff to get back up to date. And who of you knew (big rhyme) that i painted? Well none of you probably but i've finally got the guts up to start adding some of my art, its not very high quality stuff and looks better on a real wall than a cyber-wall but whatever, just thought it was time that i starting sharing this stuff. Well peace everybody and hope u like the new stuff.

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merryslambgonewrong

Oct 4, 2008

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i saw her sitting on a rooftop with a cigarette, red hair and all. thats as much as i can tell you

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Breaker-of-men

Jun 13, 2011

Hey lady! It's been a damn while since I've been on, but thanks for the replies- I'm letting you know that my account will be delete soon, and I'm making another under the name "Bright Molly"... eventually- In case you ever want to look me up, it will have different stuff.

Breaker-of-men

Mar 15, 2010

Your work makes e wish to try my hand at poetry again. You are quite profound, especially for one so young. ( That is if your profile is currant, if not, well I've just made an ass out of myself to yet another person...)

merryslambgonewrong

Oct 12, 2010

wow, i havent been on deviant art in more than a year so sorry this is so late but thanku, u actually just made me wish to start writing poetry again, its been quite awhile. And dont worry ur not an ass i am quite young or atleast i was when most of this was written

thanx a lot !

again!

your poems are completely engrossing!