Audrey Ashira

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bleeding words

In freewrite, lyrics, poetry on August 31, 2010 at 9:00 pm

We’re biting our lips
And we’re swallowing hard
Choaking on phrases
And bleeding words

And the floors of our stomachs
Drop stories by the minute
The silence is shouting
We’re going down with it

Trying to break our fall
Trying to break our fall

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river of blood

In freewrite, poetry on August 31, 2010 at 5:19 pm

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There’s a river of blood
blue blood
running down my arms and fingers
and the fingers type
blood pounding keys
with letters
painted in white
 
There’s a river of blood
red blood
flowing out my heart
and down my arm
and it’s painful
but the pain keeps me warm
 
and its a distraction.
and I need a distraction.
 
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bleeding words

In freewrite, poetry on August 30, 2010 at 9:06 pm

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I’m biting my tongue
and it’s bleeding
bleeding words I want to say to you
 
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broken

In freewrite, half a melody and three-fourths a beat, poetry on August 27, 2010 at 7:07 pm

We are all broken people
Stumbling down the dirty streets
Pearing through keyholes
Catching glimpses of Eternity

in the sunlit world

In Uncategorized on August 27, 2010 at 4:54 pm

And Iris climbed
To the arch of the skye
And looked past her
blood red shoes
To the world below

A series of anticipations

In freewrite, poetry on August 26, 2010 at 10:08 am

We’re all just waiting for the next step
The next phone call
Waiting for the winter to come
And the snow to fall

how it goes

In freewrite, poetry on August 25, 2010 at 9:21 am

So this is how it goes
We all move on
We all sail away
And leave the old dreams
Like dolls in the attic

and then there were none

In Uncategorized on August 24, 2010 at 5:22 pm

We are dust and ashes
Life – sweet wine
deep gashes
In our flesh

A dying breath

littler

In freewrite, poetry on August 20, 2010 at 10:44 am

laughter and secrets
and giggles
tossled
amongst the covers
hide and seek
in the dark
between our eyes
I’m gonna find you someday

And we were littler
And yet we were just the same:
you were chasing fireflies
and I was chasing fire

shhh
*giggle*
shhhh

we’re gonna grow up someday

musickey

In freewrite, poetry on August 18, 2010 at 12:13 pm

All my major songs are mimicries
Like all my minor songs are tragidies
Metaphors and ambiguities
With a few half-true non-realities