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I love it what you do to me those silent constant giggles make me pant. for more. Myheart             spins    within mychest playing xylophone against my ribs and organs liver kidneys Like a monkey in a top hat I will dance for your affection say no more and bid for me with just your lips and cherry wine Lets get drunk from carbonate and throw the cans out on the lawn lets make caffeine love beneath the peering clouds and let em watch us what are clothes to wild animals or shame to skin and bone? You have freed me from the overhang of fear You brazen witch and placed me underneath your spell with suit and tie, I

Smoke filling my lungs,                   watch.                   me.                  ..breathe! Inhale.    that.        mother .    fucker. let me       Cough            Choke       Cough              Choke on it Ash coating my tonsils Close my..                 .eyes. Back up against the wall and let it         s          w         i          r         l           . Let it swirl into my system Calm my nerves Calm my          nerves!              Hurry! Take this stress away

Ferocious in your concern Endless calling, countless texting You are in love, I am assured But that hardly matters now To ignore some one like you Is not the easiest of things I want to answer, to respond But you know I mustn't ever Don't ask for an explanation Don't ask for just a moment You've said all that you could ever Ever say I know that you are hurting I know that sleep is tight I know because, like you, I am truly suffering But this is only for the best You see I'm doing what I must I feel like if I let you go, Than I'll fly higher than before I'm really sorry for the tears I've caused And for the tears you've s

I don't see what you mean- Don't know who or what you are You are like whispers in my head Small whisps My imaginations' more imposing -- I cannot see or feel your presence Thought I did.. Just for a second But I've never really known. -- I'd feel, turn right So I'd turn right And then, turn left And I'd go left I was made to feel at times that maybe I'd Become a Fool -- I do not know when you are here Not the slightest bit of clue Sometimes its like you are a ghost A mere illusion of my mind But you insist that I am blind and cannot Cccc -- You make \\No sense And crumple logic And then ask me to believe you Why

The Beast won't rest within the cage It paces To and fro, Thumping dull and steadily on alabaster gates Ever silent Like a tongue behind clenched teeth Be still. Suddenly A jolt offsets its rhythm A vision from the eye, shocks the vessel into gear Like a plug into an outlet, Surge Cindy's here With haste, the Monster puts on its alter ego A slithering Constrictor, It branches through its host And nestles Coiled in a cozy lump of cherry gelatin; the throat Seizing every breath Strangled Before the scent of milk and glitter fill the lungs. The Greed. The cage enhances, popping forceful as it heaves Giving birth to snappi

Episode 5 Orange: Pssst...Lemon. Lemon: What? Orange: Don't hold me to do this but...I think the truck stopped. Lemon: You know what, Orange? For once, I think you're actually right. I think we're finally at the grocery store. -- THE HATCH OF THE TRUCK FOLDS DOWN -- Orange: I'm scared Lemon. Lemon: I-I know what you mean... Orange: Its so bright! Lemon: Keep your voice down Orange or else he'll see us! Orange: Oh God, I think I just juiced myself. Lemon: Oh-For God's sakes Orange! Orange: I couldn't help it! Lemon: Its everywhere, God... Orange: I'm going to get closer to the edge of the box to see what's going on. Lemon: Alr

Sticky candy binds to the letters of my parchment As I write in cursive ink with the pin point of my quill When I scribble on papyrus I agonize on every word I can't misspell a single thing or I would die I dip my quill into the ink and let it drip until the stream breaks Then I know its time to write My mind reacts like pistons as it turns and grinds And exercises, flexing with each thought Its time to write! The needle strikes the flimsy paper and it crackles underneath The sound of it, to me, inexplicable... What shall I write, what shall I say? Sometimes I have no words to speak I just simply want to leak whatever thoughts s

Scream into the mirror Til it breaks Until it Sheers In little pieces Unleash the rage that's trapped inside you Turn the faucet on and Plunge Immerse your head into the coldness Let your capillaries Seize Constricting as your heart rate starts to climb Hold your breath until your lungs burn And even then Don't breathe just yet Choke the pureness of your core Swallow it Release the demon from its depths That raging red You want to Rip So to destroy and sink your claws into the sink And snap it off the plaster walls Revealing wires, bursting pipes Scream again and let the blood curl Send the ice into your veins and

-- Hide your feelings in the melody and pulsate through the bass Feel that snare send shivers down your spine as your lover did of late Caress the beauty of the lyrics, let them spin you till the room moves Bang your fist into the coffee desk and give your blue tears to the blue moon Those strings are more than instruments how they seep into your bones Immerse yourself in pity, let your world drown in the song The built up tension in your limbs that wants to swing and punch the ground Do it now, while the music plays out loud. Your soul's off pitch and that is why you need to tap into the rhythm Clap your hands like tambourines, lov

I fell in love with you a dozen different ways. In a hundred separate thoughts. There are a thousand reasons why that I will stay and not depart. You stole my heart like you're a bandit, Slinking off into the night, with gloves and silence all around you, And a laugh masking my sight. I fell in love like we're two mountains, Caught up in a raging storm, angry clouds are roiling over, My heart like thunder; banging, roaring. You are the sunshine to my meadow, And the water to my bay. You cripple me with love and passion, I shall never walk away. You're love is like my air and I thank God for every breath, How it spins and how i

Countless men in history have dreamed of becoming the man that I am today. Sacrificing everything for their own personal gains. The fools. They could never be me. Oh, but how they've tried, some coming closer than others, though not without my permittance. They remain with the hope that they could one day replace me as I string them along like puppets. After all, all men, even I, wish to be challenged. Yes, I must always have them believe in the beauty of possibility, no matter what the truth may be. Therefore, I believe that I have some duty, some obligation to myself, to keep the hope alive in every man. Each man must feel within his heart

Ever since I could remember I've hated my government name, Tyler Morrison. Its got no spunk. There's no emotion behind it, ya know? I wanted something that POPS, something with some pazazz, a name that would make my future introductions somewhat memorable. Not like they were then, limp--no, flaccid! That's the perfect explanation of what happened to me with each introduction. I wanted an ear catcher, see. Something to cause a double take--triple take. I wanted a name that provokes shock and awe at the mere mention. "Tyler, who?" They'll say. And my family name would live on throughout history. For years I'd been constructing a list of pote

EPISODE 4 Orange: Hey, Lemon? Lemon: Whadayawant? Orange: ...you so lime. Lemon: ... Orange: Lemon. Lemon: ... Orange: I said, you so lime, Lemon. Lemon: I heard what you said. Orange: Do you disagree? Lemon: Why does it matter? Orange: Because I think you're going through a slight identity crisis that I've been meaning to address. Lemon: I don't have an identity crisis, but you do. You're not a botanist. Orange: Oh, but aren't I? Lemon: You aren't. Orange: Perhaps. But I AM a lemologist. Lemon: ...Don't start...no, I'm not dealing with this. Orange: I know everything about you, Lemon. Lemon: Back out of my face, Orange. Or

It was the minute before midnight when I heard the door to my room open with a long winded creak. Light from the hallway cut into the darkness and ran along my wall in a crooked pattern. She was a minute early. Though I can't say I was surprised. This was her favorite part of the day after all, sneaking out at night. So it was only natural she'd be early. I tousled in my spreads to savor the few seconds I would have left in the comfort of my bed before she'd come tip toeing in, trying desperately not to wake my mother and father who were sleeping in the next room. That would've spoiled everything. Creak... Creak... Creak... Here she co

The first woman I ever proposed to was my mother, fresh out of kindergarten, down on one knee. I just loved her so much. She was the perfect woman on all counts; single, loving, selfless. I wanted to make her mine forever. And would have, if not for her limitless wisdom. She told me that one day I'd meet another woman, far prettier than her. And although she loved me dearly, she was certain we'd never work out. Needless to say, I was devastated. But in a matter of minutes I moved on, and so did she. I asked her for a grilled cheese and she obliged with a smile. Simple as that. No heartbreak, no pain. If only my next love was that easy to han

Tangephobia Orange: Pssst. Lemon! Lemon: ...Just ignore him, Lemon. Orange: Leeemmmeeen. Lemon: Don't respond... Orange: Lemon! Lemon: What! What, Orange? Orange: Lemon...its really- Lemon&Orange: -Dark in this truck, yes Orange...You've told me. Orange: Well it is... Lemon: Why are you whispering? Orange: I can't tell you. Lemon: Ok then don't. Orange: I don't wanna wake the tangerines. Lemon: I thought you couldn't tell me. Orange: I couldn't, but I could tell that it was eating at you on the inside. Lemon: ... Orange: Well, don't you wanna know why? Lemon: No, Orange. No, I don't. Orange: Its because...Sigh. Well, you kn

Based On a True Story. I met my wife through YouTube. It was an unconventional way to meet the girl of my dreams, to be sure, and by far the most unnerving. She was a Youtube personality, and I, a lowly subscriber. Video after video I delved further into her world, hopelessly lost and not yet found...For you see, the girl in whom I fell in love is a twin named Mia, sister to Nia. Mia's gentle nature instantaneously grabbed hold as I watched the two tell stories about their day to day lives. The only problem that occurred was that the two were too identical; not only sharing the same features but the same heart and mind as well. Even to the

Fancy Cola 30 seconds ago you were invited to a party by the most well respected and successful couple on the block. Making a good impression is key to your survival in this type of neighborhood so you've got to think BIG! They didn't specify that you needed to bring anything but of course, they're just being modest. The party starts in 30 seconds. Quick! You've got to think quickly now. What item can you possibly supply that could appease this crowd without biting into little Jimmy's invaluable college fund. Quickly, quickly! Forks! Yes, every party needs forks in order to... No wait. Get yourself together man, the rich and powerful

Hanging Around Orange: Hey Lemon? Lemon: ... Orange: Lemon? Lemon: What, Orange? Orange: Do you think I'm getting...fat? Lemon: ... Orange: I know you can hear me, Lemon. Lemon: I'm not getting into this with you today. Orange: Its a simple question Lemon. Do you think...I'm getting...fat! Lemon: ...no Orange: What was that? Lemon: I said no! Orange: I knew it! I'm not getting any juicier! Lemon: Sigh, Here we go. Orange: Ever since I was a blossom, budding on my mother's branches I've dreamed of ripening. Lemon: Why me? Orange: And here I am, 3 months later and still I haven't been picked. Lemon: So...neither have I. Orang