28.2022.11
If I tried to push my life story… I’d say it belonged in a ditch. For my character in every story is that of the Heinous Bitch. Changing the rhyme
Guidance all around me Love at each misstep The Ones who have been saving me When I have nothing left. ~Ruby L.S.~
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Nothing seems to scratch this itch… Nothing seems to patch this bridge… Nothing seems to fill this ditch. As I teeter on the edge of the cl… Like a mosh pit
It’s like I talk to you in time From somewhere deep within my mind… Close my eyes, not hard to find. Learned the ways to see the signs. Move on the waves, you feel it too…
To see yourself within the mirror. What surprised you first– the mask… Hidden lies, secrets and tears. Dropped off the edge, the end is n… Gravity was never one to make you…
Look at you.. sitting over there No make up on, unkempt hair And you wonder why they stare. May be the clothes you wear. Crown of a heathen with skin so fa…
Seeing the paths yet my heels dug… Messages received waking and sleep… In her arms– my heart has weeped. And in my darkness– my soul she’d… Woken slumber– new framed eyes.
Could I say the reasons I want yo… are anything but selfish. The end goal. The outcome. Must be some sort of self gratific… Else– why?
Futile fiends frolic frivolously. Frugal fruitions… flagrant fits forming from faulty fabrications. Fractured.
When I become a planet I wonder what they’ll see. Perhaps the weight of the World bearing down to form me. When I am my own Star
No doubt in the Divine. The rhymes aren’t just mine. Life choices. Right places. Right times.
Look at you look at you Look at your hair All of your 'real’ friends Care what you wear. Don’t flash a label
They wanted me to face the monster… When they knew I was ill prepared… Not to be shamed– I stepped right… as I squeezed. Bone crushing with bulged eyes
The intrigue is sexy. Walk with me while we sort it out. Not here for impression. Not here for the clout. Sensing you’ve already met me.
