anti-the-poet

[anti-the-poet]

Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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[anti-the-poet]

You've walked with me, And now the road has ended, And at this very point in time, We stand here suspended. I could be a dream, Or a hazy hallucination - But you won't forget my words, Nor any of these sensations.

It's your choice to make; It's your life that you hold - And it's your breath that you'll take, Along with your chance to see change unfold.

Parts 9-10/10 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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I won't be here when the sunrise comes, As I die with the night. Daylight is for the ones, Who are just like you, With work to be completed, Even if you're never truly done.

I can see your breath in the air, I can feel your heartbeat with my hand placed right there. You're made of organic matter with wires and wheels in motion; You ebb and flow with the tides - Your life is just like the ocean.

Parts 7-8/10 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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You're naked with your flaws - Don't be ashamed of how your body withdraws. You're a man, Yes, But you're so much more: A thing of beauty, To be both hated and adored.

Do you feel the pain of inhalation? How the chilled air burns our lungs like levitation? It's a kind of pressure and it's dizzying, Yet it makes you feel alive. It takes your breath and gives it back - How it feels to be revived.

Parts 5-6/10 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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Lamp lights illuminate the way, Making each one of your steps easier to take. If you need sensation, You can take my hand. I'm a little cold as well, But of course, You'll understand.

Distant screams and distant laughter, Wild teens and absent fathers. Lights out and the locking of doors; Children safe and sound, With bare feet on cold floors.

Parts 3-4/10 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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Walk with me on this rainy night. Birds huddle close together in trees, Wind chimes dance in the cool breeze. Car sounds fade into a humming silence; A sense of stillness, And finally, A lack of violence.

I hushed the world, And it granted my wish. Raindrops are hitting your skin, And each one, Is an icy kiss.

Parts 1-2/10 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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Now our vision is, Starting to pixelate. We're running just a minute too late, So let's catch the end:

Our heaven had its place, Through the wire. Fever dreams and radio waves, Are what started the fire. Now that we're dying with the day, Let's watch the sun go down. I hope to see you around, Someday.

Parts 5-6/6 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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Our heaven has its place, Through the wire. Fever dreams and radio waves, Are what started this fire. Now our day cannot be saved, And the satellites are dying. Still, We carry on trying, As we fade away.

Every star must die, As what burns must perish. But we shone so very brightly, So it's not so bad. Our youth was consumed, By doubts and worries - But God bless the nineties, For birthing you and I.

Parts 3-4/6 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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When you look at my face, Do you see the same person, Who gave you something both unnamed and untamed, Some years ago? Does my body still find its way, Into your dreams? A younger version of me, Perhaps? Someone you could've loved?

We created a place, In a virtual space; Somewhere you and I, Could find common ground. But life got in the way, And the connection was interrupted: The signal was lost, When the interference came around.

Parts 1-2/6 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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[anti-the-poet]

I suppress my anger to such a degree that I feel it burn its way through my veins, Pumped by my heart, Being fed to each of my organs.

I don't just bite my tongue, No; I almost chew the fucking thing off.

Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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I don't really know my heart from my head anymore. I don't think you know that I'd rather be dead - And the more I think, About all of the things you are that always wind up hurting me, I sink, Even deeper into the uncertainty.

Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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You know that I think, You're something kind of amazing, And you know I won't, Hate you in time. Our love was, Something kind of blazing - But as you know, What burns must die.

Part 5/5 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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[anti-the-poet]

Baby, Your games are getting old - And so am I. I've started to die, Way down inside. I'm the one who's putting out all of the fires, 'Cause I'm the one who's racing against time.

I know you believe that you'll live forever, But when you go, You'll be alone, As time can't keep you on a tether.

Parts 3-4/5 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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You live on my borderline, Between love and hate, Victories and mistakes, And it's been that way for some time.

You play with my feelings like a fiddle: Saying a lot, Giving a little; Keeping me hot, As my heart turns cold.

Parts 1-2/5 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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You're faithless tonight, And you hurt, 'Cause your man isn't by your side. You know he's around, Nearby in town, But you're not even, A thought in his mind.

Your cheeks are wet with tears, And the city lights make them sparkle, Make them glisten. Your heart is filled with fear, And he says you're too much to handle when you talk, Yet you so badly need him to listen.

'Cause to many a guy, A girl is nothing compared to the world. Ambition's a vice, When he decides your love is just a side-note, And no longer worth his while.

Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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[anti-the-poet]

Yes, I'm a broken girl; I'm an infection. I get inside you, Rewire you, And poison your mind. I give you butterflies and palpations, My soul is black; My demons are coming back, With a vengeance.

Fall for me and fall to your death - You've been warned. Hurt me deep, And I'll drop you from your peak - A woman scorned.

I am not light, Nor easy. I've laden feet and the soles are black - With scars and burnt memories,

Embedded in my tracks.

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It was a colourful life, Until I started asking why - And now all I am able to perceive, Is black.

Part 7/7 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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