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Heaven
Was a girl I met on the
subway
She knew not of the difference
between
Heaven
Was a girl with cold, dark
circles
under her eyes, and bruises on her
cheeks
Heaven
Was a girl with no yesterday, and no
tomorrow
An angel who slept in old, dirty
beds
Was a girl I met on the
subway
She knew not of the difference
between
Night or day
Or child's play
But whether or not she'll make
It past seven.
Heaven
Was a girl with cold, dark
circles
under her eyes, and bruises on her
cheeks
She's spent weeks
On low peaks
Since her supplier's been getting' lazy
Wakin' at eleven.
Heaven
Was a girl with no yesterday, and no
tomorrow
An angel who slept in old, dirty
beds
Once turning heads
her body's dead
And all that's left of her is broken wings and empty
bottles of bourbon.
Literature
Entranced
I taste acid when
your lips move,
yet I am somehow
still traumatized
by the power you
hold over me;
such a subtle
quivering sense
of discontent.
-Brian Shuffett
September 23rd, 2010
Literature
eden
They are only
children,
their fingers kissing
by the palms;
Thirteen years,
that is how long they've
been breathing.
"You know," she
murmurs, leaning in.
"Your heart is cold."
He stiffens, breaks
from her touch.
"What?"
"I meant your hands-
your hands are cold."
"I know."
She smiles, then,
and the soft breeze
whispers through
the cherry-blossoms
of her hair.
"Know what?"
Slowly, hesitantly,
he traces the white-lily
curve of her fist with
his.
"I've made mistakes;
my heart has hardened
over time, but..."
"That's alright-"
"...It's yours."
There is a pleading
sort of poetry in
his words, his
night-stained eyes,
Literature
Effete
Your silence
beckons me,
pulls me out
of my dream.
There is a
veiled sunset,
yet I cannot
fully grasp
the beauty
you so wish
to portray.
I cannot escape
Death even
as it approaches.
No words form
upon my lips
to cast a curse
in any tongue.
-Brian Shuffett
June 13th, 2010
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This is rather, my view on what Heaven is like to me.
Something unexpected, in a dark, cold place
but people's view on 'her' is sick and twisted...
and they've broken the beautiful thing, that 'Heaven' used to be.
I'm not sure if that makes sense, but...that's just my view on it.
so, meet Heaven.
Don't be shy,
she wont judge.
Something unexpected, in a dark, cold place
but people's view on 'her' is sick and twisted...
and they've broken the beautiful thing, that 'Heaven' used to be.
I'm not sure if that makes sense, but...that's just my view on it.
so, meet Heaven.
Don't be shy,
she wont judge.
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I have a friend named Heaven, I thought of and cried....