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Taker

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If I tell one more story in these lines,

If I give you another paragraph of tears,

Will you stop the rising tide?

Will you watch as I choke, then disappear?

I give away details like cheap candy

Just to end up with the short end of the stick.

You strip away my kindness when it is handy,

Then leave me shivering and sick.

If I answer one more overpriced question,

If I gift you the last pieces of my soul,

Will you compare me to pure perfection?

Or will you promise that a man can make me whole?

I have nothing but sheer numbness left.

I bet a better stranger will heal your bruises.

Go seek your vengeance or some real depth,

Turn my stories into twisted muses.

-Jackie

Friendship Bracelets

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What if we burned our friendship bracelets?

What if we made the judging mugs faceless?

There are barely any secrets left to spill,

And I wonder if you want to cross that hill.

What if the evil tongues stopped moving?

I can prove that I am no good at losing.

What if we burned our friendship bracelets?

What if we gave a name to the nameless?

-Jackie

Feed The Pride

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My phone autoreplies to your messages with “fine”,

But you don’t even notice.

You assume I’m here for your entertainment,

And behind my back you call me a novice.

Your superiority, it crushes my lungs,

But I don’t even flinch, I don’t make a sound.

Treating me like an option must feel thrilling.

You didn’t notice when you dropped me on the ground.

Nothing broke, but it hurt for seven days.

The wind begs me to shatter your pride,

Yet I know my attempts will feed it even more,

Therefore, I make my intentions hide.

My skin twitches when you slide your palm across it,

But you don’t even care.

Turns out I ran away from the hungriest wolf,

Still, I ended up befriending a bear.

-Jackie

Perish

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Pages turn to ashes,

Words sink into the lashes.

I remember every phrase,

Every break and empty space.

The feeling lingers

Like the touch of your fingers.

Time fades the scars

And the lies in your car.

I know I will forget,

Leave this dark safety net.

Some memories will stay,

Hide in pots and trays.

But the pages will perish

With the words I once cherished.

You will become a story

I tell people who bore me.

-Jackie

Grave Mistakes

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Grave mistakes never dig their own holes in the ground,

Great loves always lose themselves when they get found.

I bury the grey bodies of those who fell for mine,

But yours is still out there, silent like a true mime.

Every blink of an eye shoots through me like centuries.

No one knows what happened, only what is meant to be.

Grave mistakes never find themselves at ancient cemeteries,

Great loves always stumble on the simplest of fallacies.

Every single love I had rots in my petty graveyard

While I wait for you to send me a threat or a postcard.

And you even might be the one that got away for good.

Still, I chase closure like peace is hidden in your “coulds”.

-Jackie

Five Words

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Your sentences rotate like your tongue is a revolving door.

I can lip-synch the next phrase if you give me the chance.

The same five words spill out of you when I beg for more,

And I am not sure if this is a nightmare or a trance.

Yet you call it romance.

Delays, silence, and automated replies…

But I am too paralyzed to put weight on your lies.

Your worries levitate somewhere above my head like birds,

And I do wish I could be heard, but the screams make me weak.

We are cutting open our love, cutting it into bloody thirds.

You told your friends I cannot leave you for a week,

Then wondered when my smile was bleak.

The silence is now all yours.

Go and beg the gods on all fours.

-Jackie

Leave The Sharp Pieces On The Floor

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We stared into each other’s eyes, knowing it would be the very last time.

All I could think about was the day you let me win in charades,

And how you stole all my patience and dimes.

We looked at each other, but the world around us kept spinning.

Perhaps it was for the best, we were mere moments away from falling apart –

Or falling in love, whatever it takes to keep winning.

We lived in each other’s minds, now we only live in those memories.

I lean on you whenever my stamina wants to break in half

Because you taught me to never panic and never please.

But that day we learned how it feels to break into the sharpest of pieces,

How it feels to become just a picture on the wall,

A story someone drunkenly tells your nieces.

I remember, I remember it vividly – how we never looked away.

Everyone talked, but we watched their judgement fall,

Hoping that the endless storm was just a rainy day.

Now I pass by your house and the shadows melt into my blueish skin.

All I can think about is the day I beat you in chess,

And how I robbed you of arguments and of battles you could win.

What a time, what a blasphemy to all the loves that we hold holy.

I stare at the horizon from my window, knowing you feel it,

Knowing you think that you really owned me.

But I was a child back then and you were already made of steel.

Leave the sharp pieces on the floor, just leave it.

I have matured way past the need to make frozen hearts feel.

-JW

Let Them Have Their Laughs

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You always knew how to make me tick, you were a machine taking me back in time.

You swore me to secrecy in dark alleys, then covered yourself up like a gory crime.

You spoke at them with the roaring conviction of someone who has not been doing fine.

Despite my reality collapsing like an ivory tower, I still stayed loyally by your right side.

I put my hair up before I left the apartment to defend you and your barely scraped knees,

I walked the roads of shame with your name on my sleeve, carrying it like a past due fee.

I did not know the dry skeletons in your closet have not known one moment of peace.

Despite all their sticks and stones breaking my limbs, I held onto you like Achilles.

They watched as I spilled blood and guts over the pavement, they rolled their eyes.

They knew I was just another one of your toys, lost in love, completely hypnotized.

They let me fight off your nemesis, they did not even try to cut your ropes and ties.

Despite knowing that, I let them have their laughs, just like the last couple hundred times.

-JW

Always Sunny

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I walked you home every day for over a year,

Wishing I did not have to carry your fear.

And you never followed, not even near.

Still, you blushed when I called you “dear”.

Now you live two streets away from me,

And I walk by your house occasionally.

Maybe I am just checking in to see

Whether you can hear my guilty pleas.

My lips taste like blood on your street,

The love still stains my snow-white sheets.

Our memories, they tend to fleet.

You are the worst of my defeats.

I wonder what we could have been

If we were not filled to the brim.

I promise, caring is not a sin,

It is not a fight that you must always win.

Now you drive by my house on Sundays,

Memories biting you like fresh honey.

We used to hide from rain in cafés,

Now your life is always sunny.

-JW

Villain

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I had my friends over for a housewarming celebration,

Watched them dancing all night like we were on a vacation.

But your eyes stayed dark despite the golden sparks,

You sighed as we chaperoned them through the park.

And you said: “Everyone loves you, it must be so great,”

While you were scrubbing plates back at my new place.

Your thoughts raced like wild horses, knocking me over,

And this furious anger tapped lightly on my shoulder.

My mind counted excuses just to free you of this fantasy,

There is no currency less valuable than jealousy.

“I truly hate to be the bearer of bad news, but, love,

Nobody here signed up for your one woman show.”

You ran out of the room, I heard you putting on your coat.

I almost felt relieved you left me stranded on this boat.

And we both knew the reason, you told me last night.

My truth was a white flag, still it cut you open like a knife.

You told me it was fine, fighting back the boiling tears.

When he entered the room, you made sure I was near.

“What a bizarre little place, wouldn’t you agree?”

He smirked at your attempt to break my right knee.

And your eyes stayed cold all evening, freezing me numb.

Now you are back at his place, gossiping over rum.

You know it was not me, you know I am not your villain,

I am not yours to replace like an unpaid fill-in.

-JW