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Empty MemoriesA resounding silence takes up the spacerebounding off unfilled wallsgliding through empty hallsnothing more than empty memoriesYour incessant talking interrupts my thoughtswearing down on my paper thin toleranceTrying to stuff the void I left openthe quiet I hung there ripped downtorn up by your noisy complaintsMy vocal cords are rubbed rawby words waiting to be saidstuck in my throatthey can't be pushed downbut can't be forced out, just yetAllow me to go back to my unforgiving memoriessilent betrayers of my tired mindunkept tendrils of forgotten knowledgebrimming over the sides if my headpouring onto ungrateful lipsCan we keep it quieteven just for a little while
One or the OtherIt's not one or the otherI must have more choicesa variety of different decisionsI refuse to be placedput into a boxwaiting to be check marked from the listAnd once you place me thereI'm not allowed to leavestuck in bold letters of common enemiesor alliesBut there is in-between the linesand gray areaskeeping us awayfrom limited optionsTell me I am differentI have my own categoriestoo unique to just "fit in"I'm better than pre-created place holdersignorant stereotypes givenby simple minded peopleAm I not allowed to fall in betweenbe that gray area in your black and white paintingI can't deal with being one thingAlready picked out for meI can never changejust the same everydayDefined by what's in between my legsor what hangs off my shoulders one daybut maybe not the nexthow do you see me?You can keep your"one or the other"because I am the god damn rainbow in your black and white photostay away from me with your minimal selectionand only optionsI can be
Bring Them to Their KneesHer body is a cavernwishing to be filled with happy memories and warm smilesinstead she is hollowEverything inside scooped out with tight handsgripping and grabbingpulling out her innocencethrowing away the young hopesreplacing it with self-loathingShe walks seductively bycovering up all her insecurities with tight clothesand the perfect amount of make-upHiding her fear within swaying hipsgiving out lustful looksbringing whomever she wished to their kneesShe didn't need anyoneshe didn't want any helpthat's what she told herselfShe had controlpower over themhad them begging for herNot the begging like she did all those years agoscreaming into pavement that gave away nothingtears falling on to the hands clinging to her neckThere was no need to think about that anymorethere are too many men to conquertoo many hearts to breakWhy remember when you can forgetin the same exact way