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LIFEThe boys' and girls' bare feet were sinking in the green grass and sunlight backlit their shapes against the sky.

She twirled towards him, still wearing the delicate white dress she had worn on stage minutes ago.
                        "You missed it. I was beautiful."
           "What are you talking about? You are beautiful."

Lights danced in her eyes and she laughed softly.
                     "Bet you can't catch me."
He grabbed her hand and said "I've already got you."
               "Not for long" she teased.
                                He pulled her closer and whispered

FactoriesAndFailures"Yes,"

she said.
"you make life beautiful
and loving you is living it in the best way,
it's timeless."
His smile radiates complete happiness as he pulls her into his arms.
"It's like it's always been like this, will be this way forever,"
he breathes in her hair.

They were classic.

Then he met Heroine.
The type that doesn't save people
and he as good as yelled
"Forever is over."

Days, weeks, months, passed and she stayed awake for lonely nights.
One day at dinner she attempted a watery smile
                  [to wash out a dry conversation]
       "Hey boy, I dance on water."
His face remained calm as he muttered

Lovers and LiarsI don't stand a chance.

That's what I thought while I was
          climbing the stairs to the seduction scene.

Same time you're thinking
                "I can't seriously distress her."

Pushing the door, I'm all mechanical flutters for your masochistic stutters.
You turn slowly, smiling.
      You're smiling.. but there are tears in your eyes.
How was I to know that you could still get to me?

You stitch my lips shut so my jaw won't drop.
No "are you ready's".
It's just unstitch and no promises.
                      Dropping breaths and picking up you
                                 "Hey Black Lungs"

Next Exit 30 MilesOn the sidewalk, out of breath.
                                            The boy held out his hand, she tried not to take it.
                                            The girl held out her heart, the boy wouldn't break it.

                                                     The little stuttering kids were in love.
                                                                   liar liar, wrap her in piano wire
                                                                        They were just out of it.

She ran into the cathedral to cure her broken heart.
He walked in r

TheSkyWontBeBlueByTheTimeYou..Weak in the knees, you don't feel a thing.
                                    I'm the one who ends up falling.

You notice my eyes light up everytime they land on you.
                        (i'm like christmas lights. you can be electricity.)
And you couldn't crack this smile with an 80 pound cinderblock.
You make me stutter.
I can hold my breath. I just can't seem to catch it.

Every look,smile,touch?
It confuses me.
How come I feel everything and you're stuck at level     zero   .

We're in the same car- i'm going 90 and you're going backwards.

                                  Fields on a mono

ItsAlmostLikeAHurricane You've got miles to go until you get to me.
                    You've got miles to go until you  sink this low .
                                 "I want you to hit rock bottom"
                          My pearly whites cracked on impact.

A little girl tugged on my dress and said "that boy doesnt love you"
         I squinted up at the sky and said on a sigh "I believe you're right."
To my surprise she had tears painting her face.
             "Don't give up. You dont care about something until you've lost it."
When my eyes refocused she was gone.
                           I sat down on a bench and on my left s

Downhill. Lose your Drive.MONDAYMONDAY.
i met him today.
i met you today-
the boy that will change my life.

TUESDAYTUESDAY.
my feet sink in this blindingly white carpet.
there is a trail of yellow flower petals winding it's way across the floor.
i would follow it, but i'm not sure what's at the end.
i throw away my nerves and thoughts and slowly step along the path.
it's you: you're the end.

WEDNESDAYWEDNESDAY.
I lay in the dark and wait for the part that you sing to me. When I called you my little songbird, you grinned boyishly and gave me a half hearted shove that caused me to laugh until I fell to the floor, holding my sides. You held my hands like we w

I'm Thinking Lip LockMy breathing is steady.
I am sinking into pillows in the same way that a ship sinks in the ocean.
with grace, with horrifying beauty, and without help.

                               The light that drifts in through the blinds
                       shadows half of your face and underlines my request
               for you to be the cloest thing I've ever been able to call "company".
                          You can only nod and shut the shades completely.

Dancing across the sheets brings us face to face; toe to toe.

                               Eyes lock.

                               Breaks are automatic.

BreakEvenAtDowncast.I remember staring at the cracks, looking for where the rain falls through.
Those yellow walls seemed to stifle me
when my father called and told me he was sorry
And he loved me.

Tears threated my eyes with that beautiful commodity.
              (No one knows the semantics behind "I love you")

I stared at the sky until the stars behind my eyes collided.
Thinking "This will never be something that keeps me awake."
                        (From then on, everything kept me awake.)

                                   The bird on my window said
                              "Hello, my wings do not work."
                    I pushed him

Nervous Meets FashionableWind blows hair across my eyes.
                        Trust me. I'm trying to smile, and I'm trying my absolute best.

Gazes are still locked.
[it doesn't matter, we've lost the key anyway]

dolly dolly dolly,
the best isn't ever good enough.

The cliche love of walking on the beach has turned into a real mind hater.
I swear, I could look out over the water and see my heart sinking.
               [The moon might illuminate the drowning scene.]
Despite the sun going down.
Concentration of cold hearts.

You

RyeAndAirI was thinking you make me feel things that I couldn't buy with a million bucks.
You crash my train of thought with
"Let's never talk about this or bring it up again."
"Okay. I agree."
I cant figure out what lies even mean anymore.
All I know is my eyes sting and my throat isn't working very well.
I manage a small wave and walk away as fast as I can without actually
b r e a k i n g i n t o a r u n .
Tonight I'll take pills and fall asleep with the t.v. on.
You called after me "Darling, we'll be seeing eachother soon."
I love you. And I'll never look you in the eyes again.
I woke up on the up

Last.Look.Crushed.You're crushing me.
Boy, do I wish.
You see, I've got starry eyes for you but its only hurting me.
You're breaking hearts like its going out of style, but thats not "the bad part"
You don't want to shatter mine.
Call it my masochistic side, but give it a shot.
Bring a knife and give me a chance.

im
just
out
of
chances

"forget highschool crushes and grow up"
I can't.
Yellow flowers still make me swoon
and forehead kisses still make me smile.
You still make me nervous.
I'm not pretty but I still keep you on your toes.
With flaws we're batting a thousand, but
it just feels perfect.

No
It feels completely wrong that my breath

Stages And ActsI take careful steps to the center of the stage, pull a deep breath, and yell
                          "This isnt what I meant it to be."

Excuse: "forced myself to cry"  Truth: "I cant keep myself together these days."

I'm up. Wish me luck. Break a leg, break a heart, whatever.
                                "my eyes water so bad now, they're almost always
                                 black. my problem's gotten so bad now, my teeth
                                 are turning black."
I falter.
Do you like my smile?
                                 "I'm giving up on everything.

tights , toe shoes , troubleWe're kissing in a closet.
Not exactly a stage, but I've got high nerves anyway.
My feet are arched to a ballerina's point and I'm all but
                        'falling out of my jewelry box'

                      "I'm off to the city. I Breathe Broadway."

You Said:       "Forget it, doll. Forget coming back to me. I wont want you by

Contemporary Girla girl stood on the street corner clutching a red balloon and an old, beat-up suitcase.
she was looking off into the distance, above the people and the skyscrapers and the look of determination on her face was so resolute that noone bothered telling her to get out of the way or that she was holding up sidewalk traffic or anything.
she was vivacious, religious, and ready to take on the world.

the dazzling city lights,
the dreary trash- covered streets,
she loved it.

people at work would ask her if she was thinking about ever going home.
she would reply "Home? like with Jesus Christ, my family, and anyone else I love ? I suppose I will

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the ugly, dirty bird repulsed the little girl
she was ashamed such a monster would deliver her

as she grew
it would rap its beak against her mother's window until the glass gave in and dirty feathers would spiral to the floor
she would frantically pick them up
and flush them down the toilet
thinking maybe it wouldn't be so hard to pretend this never happened

baby can't know how that stork ruins her life

seeing its wings beating wildly in the distance
she screams into the wind
"if you just fly away
i could be happy"

deaf, the stork
c l o s e r , the stork

she grabbed her gun
and shot that bird out the sky

baby won

Current"your beliefs have fallen apart and you hold hands with the image of an angel who's wings have been pulled off and fallen out of heaven."

well you have become a paper robot with no force driving you forward and the vulnerability of a child.

and i CAN fly
and i CAN soar
and an angel on earth is still an angel.
an angel without wings is still an angel.

oh prince, play cause and effect with me.
give me the experience and i will give you the cynical princess with her head resting on the window of her castle.

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Contemporary Girla girl stood on the street corner clutching a red balloon and an old, beat-up suitcase.
she was looking off into the distance, above the people and the skyscrapers and the look of determination on her face was so resolute that noone bothered telling her to get out of the way or that she was holding up sidewalk traffic or anything.
she was vivacious, religious, and ready to take on the world.

the dazzling city lights,
the dreary trash- covered streets,
she loved it.

people at work would ask her if she was thinking about ever going home.
she would reply "Home? like with Jesus Christ, my family, and anyone else I love ? I suppose I will

FactoriesAndFailures"Yes,"

she said.
"you make life beautiful
and loving you is living it in the best way,
it's timeless."
His smile radiates complete happiness as he pulls her into his arms.
"It's like it's always been like this, will be this way forever,"
he breathes in her hair.

They were classic.

Then he met Heroine.
The type that doesn't save people
and he as good as yelled
"Forever is over."

Days, weeks, months, passed and she stayed awake for lonely nights.
One day at dinner she attempted a watery smile
                  [to wash out a dry conversation]
       "Hey boy, I dance on water."
His face remained calm as he muttered

MyLittleFishThey said you were like a fish-
spending your life in the depths only to resurface in a world you couldn't breathe in.

And I always thought
you were a wonderful prelude
to a damning life.

Now cover girl, you don't cover up anything.
Your makeup does not hide your flaws as you walk to the ocean and drown yourself.
The beach is your last runway, the lightening your last flash.

You yelled "Call this one 'Hollywood'" over your shoulder.

[He told me you do not know how to swim.]

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Hey Sunshine, you kill me

by ~yournotagoodbye, May 15, 2005, 3:57:03 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

Look across the room.
I'm smiling,you're laughing.
But we're dying to know what we're about.

We're biting lips for different reasons
               nervous as hell, pain, turn ons...

You're dropping kisses on my lips and saying "I'll see you everyday,right?"
             I fall a step back and say "No... we can't."

If I'm ruining this for you, what do you think its doing for me?

                                         We can't work it out
                                         so go away
                                         before I get caught like butterflies stuck dying in a jar.
                                         without air for the whole summer, love.
                                                                   Goodbye.

A summer apart.
This is what they call torture, sweetheart.
A summer apart.
my goddam broken heart.

Someone tell me what's going on.
            Are boys like you required to say "I love you"
            because I'm okay with honesty.</b>
I'm not okay with you spitting lines that only mean something to me.
because I want to believe so badly.

you forgot to catch your little butterfly and put oxygen back in her veins.
Told you she'd die.

Hey Sunshine, you kill meby ~yournotagoodbye

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

©2005-2013 ~yournotagoodbye

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~pincushionqueen2 Jan 10, 2006

wow
this piece is so beautiful
great job
you're a wonderufl writer

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~yournotagoodbye Jan 11, 2006

thank you.

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~pincushionqueen2 Jan 11, 2006

no problem

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~xxxfearofperfectionx Jul 4, 2005

i love you

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~yournotagoodbye Jul 5, 2005

well, I'm glad you love me, but why the sad face?

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~AellaWind Jun 12, 2005

oh
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god

I LOVE
ALL
YOUR POEMS!!

You're better than me!! *envies you*

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~yournotagoodbye Jun 13, 2005

no way! you're amazing!

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~whorer-movie Jun 11, 2005

WAAAAAAAAH I love the end. Holy hell.

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~yournotagoodbye Jun 13, 2005

Thankyou!

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~Just-Jo May 23, 2005

whoa really love this one!! really! Keep up the good work

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