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Lunarosa
Lunarosa
18/F
Poems2
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I Am I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive. I wonder about the depths of space. I hear the sound of the faraway galaxies calling my name. I see the stars spelling my name in the night sky. I want to feel the starlight running over my body like blood from a fatal wound. I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive. I pretend to love myself… for him. I feel the cool night air like the wind in the stars. I touch the cold hard blade, I picture it sliding across my skin like a shooting star in the night sky. I worry about the pain others will feel when I make my decisions. I cry at the thought of him not loving me anymore, not caring, leaving me empty and alone. I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive. I understand that life is hard, complicated and that sometimes it gets worse before it gets better but that doesn’t mean you can give in. I say to myself “I’ll make it… or maybe I won’t.” I dream of being free of my pain and being happy. I try to please everyone no matter the cost no matter how much it might hurt me. I hope I’ll make it out alive, that the scars will fade away, and that I’ll still be me. I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive.
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Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 4:07 PM UTC
I am
I Am I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive. I wonder about the depths of space. I hear the sound of the faraway galaxies calling my name. I see the stars spelling my name in the night sky. I want to feel the starlight running over my body like blood from a fatal wound. I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive. I pretend to love myself… for him. I feel the cool night air like the wind in the stars. I touch the cold hard blade, I picture it sliding across my skin like a shooting star in the night sky. I worry about the pain others will feel when I make my decisions. I cry at the thought of him not loving me anymore, not caring, leaving me empty and alone. I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive. I understand that life is hard, complicated and that sometimes it gets worse before it gets better but that doesn’t mean you can give in. I say to myself “I’ll make it… or maybe I won’t.” I dream of being free of my pain and being happy. I try to please everyone no matter the cost no matter how much it might hurt me. I hope I’ll make it out alive, that the scars will fade away, and that I’ll still be me. I am shy, intelligent, and self-destructive.
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How could anyone say her eye are just brown If they would look just a little longer they would see How the light hits them sending sparks of green How they could hide a storm in their dark depths Dark like the troubled waters they could swallow your soul The way they reflect light like golden honey Or smooth melted chocolate If they looked a little longer They would see how nature had been trapped Trapped in her gaze all the colors of the world Even nature cannot describe the true beauty of brown eyes So never say her eyes are just brown For they are so much more than that
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Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 4:00 PM UTC
Brown eyes
How could anyone say her eye are just brown If they would look just a little longer they would see How the light hits them sending sparks of green How they could hide a storm in their dark depths Dark like the troubled waters they could swallow your soul The way they reflect light like golden honey Or smooth melted chocolate If they looked a little longer They would see how nature had been trapped Trapped in her gaze all the colors of the world Even nature cannot describe the true beauty of brown eyes So never say her eyes are just brown For they are so much more than that
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