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Drunk Sensations

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October 1st, 2010

The taste
My tongue itself
Will never want to know
The feeling
The numbness
The everything
It’s all too much for me
I don’t want to know
I never want to know
Why did you do this to me
I’m much too young
I’m much too old
For my age
I know too much
I’ve seen too much
The smell
It reeks
While death lingers
You’re too fond of it though
And not too fond of me
Because these drunk sensations stay
Even when they’re gone
They’re not too far away
Because
Somehow
The bottles always empty in your room

Magic

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April 22nd, 2010

I grew up on Magic Sands
Sailor Moon and Pokemon cards
Skinned knees from bike rides
Barbies with the girls
Games with the boys
Anything was possible
Until the streetlights came on
Sunsets were mysteries
I couldn’t read the clock
But I would wake up early
To beat my brothers to the Playstation
Overalls and dresses
Hiking and makeup
Childhood was everything
That is should be
Long days on Kristen’s porch
And sneaking into the hot tub
This neighborhood was an adventure
Long walks to the pool
Scootering through the laundry room
Bike rides around the block
My imagination couldn’t stop
But funny to imagine
I ever wanted to grow up
And funnier to realize
This made me who I’ve become