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Amber_Lynn
Amber_Lynn
16/Other/UK
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Your candle shade mercury with a flame burnt out. Resonating with me; the creator of life but grim reaper of light, a state of nothingness. An empty seat in a room of forgotten friends. Familiar faces, so close to strangers that nothing more than a silhouette comes to mind. Just a fingerprint on a countertop that's desperate to be cleaned... You hold a cloth in your hand, and yet, you refuse to rid me of my demons' fingerprints, leaving my heart to take on dust It beats... slowly... rippling the surface layer of my tear buds. Tease me with my own emotions. Tug and tangle my heartstrings. Be the puppeteer in my story, allow your fingers to narrate a tale of heartache. Leave your words to pound on the pages issued Let the ink run along the paper, acting as the veins in the cover and spine. Which I... lack the self-esteem to resist breaking I push my own boundaries just to add pressure on myself- No. Not that type of pressure... The type that'll make me break a little, cave a little, crack and snap in a way I've never felt before... I'm addicted to the idea of being someone else... If only I could reach a cloth and wipe myself away, and just leave behind... well... Someone actually worthwhile.
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Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 3:28 PM UTC
Amber_Lynn
Breaking Point
Your candle shade mercury with a flame burnt out. Resonating with me; the creator of life but grim reaper of light, a state of nothingness. An empty seat in a room of forgotten friends. Familiar faces, so close to strangers that nothing more than a silhouette comes to mind. Just a fingerprint on a countertop that's desperate to be cleaned... You hold a cloth in your hand, and yet, you refuse to rid me of my demons' fingerprints, leaving my heart to take on dust It beats... slowly... rippling the surface layer of my tear buds. Tease me with my own emotions. Tug and tangle my heartstrings. Be the puppeteer in my story, allow your fingers to narrate a tale of heartache. Leave your words to pound on the pages issued Let the ink run along the paper, acting as the veins in the cover and spine. Which I... lack the self-esteem to resist breaking I push my own boundaries just to add pressure on myself- No. Not that type of pressure... The type that'll make me break a little, cave a little, crack and snap in a way I've never felt before... I'm addicted to the idea of being someone else... If only I could reach a cloth and wipe myself away, and just leave behind... well... Someone actually worthwhile.
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"Take me back to Jupiter" the little girl cried. Tears in her eyes, releasing a sigh of.... something. A release of a subject, something not quite in the relm of love but that of loathing. Losing by the tail feather of cupids arrow. Grazing his cheek. Pricking the skin in her chest. Planting a flower of heart petals which blooms in her eyes- Mid blink. When her eyes open. She sees you. And you let that feeling, The dopamine feeling. The chemical experiment which runs through your veins, Pounding in your heart, Fluttering in your stomach, Pressing against your lips Without realising.... She also saw someone else when she opened her eyes. Instead of a monogamy of romance youve invited yourself into a competition you can't win since she'll always love the both of you... And there's nothing you can do about that.
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May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 9:39 AM UTC
Amber_Lynn
Cupid's Target Practice
"Take me back to Jupiter" the little girl cried. Tears in her eyes, releasing a sigh of.... something. A release of a subject, something not quite in the relm of love but that of loathing. Losing by the tail feather of cupids arrow. Grazing his cheek. Pricking the skin in her chest. Planting a flower of heart petals which blooms in her eyes- Mid blink. When her eyes open. She sees you. And you let that feeling, The dopamine feeling. The chemical experiment which runs through your veins, Pounding in your heart, Fluttering in your stomach, Pressing against your lips Without realising.... She also saw someone else when she opened her eyes. Instead of a monogamy of romance youve invited yourself into a competition you can't win since she'll always love the both of you... And there's nothing you can do about that.
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