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    Author: Courtney Olanzapine

    Madrid writer in English language. So surreal it must be real. Check my tumblr courtneyolanzapinepoetry.tumblr.com for more things! A little punk, a little cute, and usually confessional.



    Poetry

    umbilical cord

    I know you love me, and it's all love
    But I had to rip this umbilical cord
    it got around my neck
    I was about to choke

    One of the circumstances that make you be who you are,
    or is it rather
    the circumstances were because of who I am?

    I know you love me, can't say I don't
    but it intoxicates, bye dear, I had to wave
    In our distance, we became close
    we look so nice in our worlds...
    my world feels like it can breathe on its own
    only intersecting in times odd
    I love you, but we have to coexist
    never to share our cores

    Yet your umbilical cord
    will buy me the freedom I need,
    not want.
    Your umbilical cord, will serve a purpose

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    Eviscerating eyes, II

    "Your eviscerating, loving stare"...

    and I can feel something tear -

    it's my certainty, it's my reality,

    (the very things I see

    they clash with thee!)

     

    You are good, but you are a threat!

    You cut me - and you want to help

    My eyeballs possessed by your mental state!

    It's a outside voice inside my head

    For years, for years - trying to break free

    I had your ugly eyes fixed over mine!

    I always knew they weren't right

    but for a second they got attached -

     

    The eyes of the world - so unknown

    your eyes tend to interpret what they don't know

    Their eyes - always hurt a lot

    because they're yours, and they also rot!

    Rot my heart and my thoughts

     

    But you are good, you are there too

    how can love make you feel so low?

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    Jorge

    Jorge

    now we are there

    Jorge

    how hungry I was then!

     

    Your sweet veiny arms

    those wandering brown eyes

    those brains, I wanted to drown

    in them

    your depth, that bloody depth!

    You made me laugh through pain

    You sucked me in because

    I wanted to be you, not yours

     

    And now, in fact, I am not yours at all

    because I am a woman of my own

    You were beautiful, though.

    I always fell for beauty, you know

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