HeyJaredthe music of musings
ramblings, poetry and music from a teenage girl who does everything and nothing at the same time.
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stardust (opens the original)
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the light shines through the cracks of my ribs,through my fingertips red and raw.skin tight against the tongues of flame..i can feel the warmth in my blood and fire in my heart.can you see?heavens rot within me -even stars fall apart..can you see the light spill out of my arms,and into of yours.hold me close,your ear to my chest.hear the beat of the divine,the heat of the stars.feel it
behind the scenes - what more can i give (opens the original)
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I wanted to sit down and unpack a poem of mine that in a way turned out to be a bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy, and kinda explain some of the imagery I used and how I intended this poem to be read. To read the original poem, check out the link below...how much more of myself can i give.The original draft of this poem looked really different to the one I ended up publishing. Originally, I went for a kind of library metaphor, kind of like loaning out parts of myself by never getting them return
this is it. (opens the original)
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The cold is starting to slip away. It is no longer so strong that I cannot sit with it.So I sit, sit, sit.Soon I will see a sea of purples,and sit under fans that click, click, click.The grain of the desks will feel the scrawl of my pen,and the clocks will tick, tick, tick.thoughts run through my head.this is it, this is it, this is it.I will trade the same white walls for the trains -running along the tracks with aclick, click, click.Time slips away,life is approaching me -tick, tick, tick.Keep
chase (opens the original)
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behind you,never beside you.following, reaching, i never get a hold..you weave through the crowd,like a leaf on the river -pulled away from the bank.i’d dive in to reach you..you’re like a bubble in the waters,and i the weeds -tied to the sands,i’ll watch you leave..you fly like a bird,whose goal is the skies.you won’t look down, you won’t meet my ey
what more can i give (opens the original)
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how much more of myself can i give.i’ll tear my ribs out,shape them into shelter for you.the brittle walls cage you in.i’ll replace my heart with you,and hand you the beating weight,for you to love and leave behind..you sit on my mind, in between my skull and my skin.you’re flowing through my veins.a weight on my stomach,pressing down on my lungs,breathing no longer comes easy.i’ve given it all up for
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