

AA 30 evolution is a lie,AA 30 by =MidnightFlame4683
each generation has to relearn
the finer points of playing nice,
they just come in different boxes.
you are bets gone horribly wrong,
and last minute desperate messages
on strangers voicemails.
you are a bad habit i refuse to break,
and i sincerly hope you enjoyed
waking up hand cuffed to a steering wheel-
don't fucking hoard my tequila ever again.
i am raised voices and street educations
between the pages of used textbooks and new enemies,
because let's face it, i really hate people
in general, at least, and no matter how hard
you may try, it's always winter
and i don't really blame her
for locking the deck door,


AA 29 wishes are like raindrops,AA 29 by =MidnightFlame4683
they have absolutely horrible aim
most days and i wonder if
we're just made of glass
and the rain can't see us
until they smack us in the face.
the broken patterns in my head
are never what they seem,
you were never really poetic,
love was just love and
a cigar is just a cigar
and the next time we fight,
because we always do,
you may leave my heart out of things,
but that doesn't really matter to you.
i could never snap my fingers,
or make poetry look like anything less
than a pile of blender rejected pieces.
you remind me of someone beautiful,
and conversations i used to have with a girl
named allison, s


AA 28 rule no. one: listenAA 28 by =MidnightFlame4683
you might learn how to be honest,
maybe the next girl you kiss will
thank me instead of punching you,
(i'm always that girl, the one
who ends up punching you before
the night is through, because
you're a goddamned asshole
but for some stupid reason
you're a rather loveable one.)


AA 27 betrayal is never just fine,AA 27 by =MidnightFlame4683
and you told me you never meant
to do the shit you put me through,
but that's okay, i'll just hate you
for it later.
you are the person i used to know
and goddamnit, fuck pronouns,
your name is scribbled on
too many pages, and fuck what you
may have heard, i really don't love you,
but i thought of you today and decided
that love is a horrible term to use
because there's no way to easily
explain us so why should there
be a simple way to explain how we feel?
circles are nice to have and all,
but this gets better, right? i'm
starting to get dizzy and as much
and i enjoy spinning, the walls
and my floor need
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See see my unwashed hands,See by ~IwanttheSTARS
the needle pricks that bleed and bleed
oh, how the salt from tears
continues to make them sting
i ripped the scab off long ago
and what came oozing out
whats long lost hopes and loves and dreams
and wondering what his words mean
and blood
so warm
so cold
so red
ive bled and bled and bled and bled
so its back to my bed
where you satiate yourself
and i die
where there are tear stains caused by your stains
and i cry and deny
i watch the tears of crimson fall
and wonder how many others cry them
i wonder about whispers and secrets
and make believe
pretend in me
and chants that raise the dead
the night
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