The Anguish Burns
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Her
You make me want to fall into an endless coma
Where the darkness creeps a bitter aroma
Where the bats and the scorpions bite
Where even the weakest dog feels like they have to fight
You Infuriate me with your annoyance
The darkest shade of clairvoyance
Like poking at a disturbed bruise
Honestly trying to figure you out is old news
To make others suffer like you is obnoxious
Hell sometimes the sound of your voice is nauseous
Like ripping off a layer of my own skin
Just to see what's hidden within
You remind me of how my mother used to treat me
But hell even she couldn't defeat me
But still you stab at that yellow bruise
And make me feel every inch of her abuse
your games make me tired as hell
So exhausting is this one room cell
Even after you push me into a corner
You just remind me so much of her
Never satisfied as long as your needs are met
Misery was always her favorite bet
Her greed became her downfall
And still she had to have it all
She didn't care about the people that she hurt
She accused her 13 year old daughter of being a w***e and a flirt
She shoved everybody away because it was easier
And still you remind me of her
Her own pettiness made her children run away
They won't even visit her when she's gray
They won't even have any words to say
When she's laying in that coffin one day
Her ideas was so narrow
And if you didn't follow them with an arrow
She would throw the biggest fit
Then turn around and say you caused it
She would put the blame on anyone but her
But never once did it occur
That the problem started at her door
The moment she called me a flirt and a whore
A.D. Small
December 25, 2022
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He Returns
There once was a lady that was so sad
She tried to talk to her dad
But hes in Heaven you see
He walks with God finally
And now his pains not so bad
A.D. Small
July 5, 2022
Harriet
There was a sexy lady named Harriet
She let me ride in her chariot
She was going very fast
The destination flew past
Now I might have to marry it
A.D. Small
July 5, 2022
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Grotesque Garden
I keep screaming at the daylight
But relief never comes
I scream with all my might
Until agony fills my lungs
I can't scrape myself off this pavement
Just leave me on the floor
I want to melt into this cement
Because I can't take it anymore
You are the only rose
Inside this grotesque garden
As the stale wind blows
The truth tastes rotten
A.D. Small
February 1, 2024
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Gravity
I don't want to lose you to gravity
I would hate to see you fall
To lose all your capacity
You'd become so small
I don't want to see you slip away
From my fingertips
In my hand your supposed to stay
As the whole world slips
I don't want to lose you to irony
The mechanical laughter from the media
To have you so caught up in society
That you can't see what's in front of ya
I don't want to lose you to the nation
Even if the glory does fly free
I'd rather embark the celebration
Of the day you met me
A.D. Small
September 6, 2025
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Ghosts
When love leaves you blind.
Do you run away?
Or follow behind.
The ghosts of love brings me to you.
I would live and die in you'r arms Woodrow.
If its the last thing I do
A.D. Small
August 23, 2018
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Fountain
When you're on that snow capped mountain
And life feels real and strong
Tell me when you've found the fountain
And how it made you belong
I want to believe in myself
and God knows I'm trying
But even with the best health
Humans on this world keep dying
I want to jump in that clear water
Only if it could bring back the youth
Would it make my blood boil hotter
Would it really bring me that proof
Where is this fountain of yours
Is it really holy
I would run the course
Because you're my one and only
A.D. Small
October 15, 2023
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Firestorm
You design triangles with my hands throw fire on my sand
than ask me if I understand
You never tried to reach me
Your fingertips were never there
You screamed at my insanity
and pulled out each hair
If you like the way I dance, then just tell me
Don't scream at my insanity
And then set me free
To love pillow fights in the darkness
To spin and laugh at life
To die with every kiss
Is like thrusting upon a knife
I would die in this Hell beside you
To know I'd love you through
Because that's what I do
I do miss the old us sometimes
To be young and hopeless
Before all the old crimes
were a lover's kiss
To reach out to you is what I need
My eyes bleed
For a body that is dying in need
I can't scream at you anymore
It blends into the background
Of every slamming door
And how a dying heart sounds
To fight is like a dying breath
That bleeds into what's next
Until there's nothing left
But my love for you overcomes it all
The purest of fine lace
To make it to the next curtain call
Just to rest upon your soft face
I love to love you past the pain
What is hurt without gain
Because I want to be with you in this rain
To set fire to this storm
To make it past them gates with you
Your my love's truest form
A dying that's true
A.D. Small
March 16, 2017
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Dedicated to my mother for Mother's Day 2024... I love you to the moon and back woman. I would not be who I am without your love and guidance. So thank you so much for being a wonderful mother!
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Her Story
Prompt: The Tapestry Of Her Life.
You began to weave the fabric
What feels like a lifetime ago
With every color you pick
The imagery starts to grow
You sew every delicate stitch
With your nimble hands
Your fingers rise with every pitch
Her tapestry expands
You delicately guide the thread
With the purest of hearts
You place a crown of flowers on my head
To show me how love starts
You weave laughter inside the cloth
As well as joy and pain
The light in the attic is off
So we can watch the gentle rain
You paint my eyes brown
Adding just a pinch of beauty
Memories get thrown around
Inside her tapestry
The one you created long ago
The one that holds her story
Your love starts to show
As you recall every glory
Piece by piece you create me
into this beautiful person I have become
With open eyes I see
That life's tapestry has just begun
A.D. Small
May 12, 2024
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