MMVS - Hello Poetry

It's been 254 days and I still miss you I start to miss you. But I don't miss you. I miss the person you once were. Before fighting became our most common language. Before I love you's we're just words you could look up in a dictionary. Before our dreams flatlined and we were scared to talk because we knew.. it would only get worse. For perhaps we took it for granted and only accepted the love we think we deserved at the time. Perhaps our late night talks were just ways to avoid falling asleep. To avoid feeling alone and hyperventilating in the dark. Perhaps we used each other to heal our wounds. But I believe we did no healing. No. I believe we covered them up. We covered them like a sweater in soft spoken words and anticipation of joy. it made it hurt a little less. For we knew, that nothing lasts forever and we'd have to remove the shield protecting us from the harsh blows of the world. Perhaps it was love and perhaps it was a lie. And maybe you faked it. And maybe it was an act or a plan. But perhaps, it was real. No one plans on falling in love. Perhaps we liked the comfort of one another. To feel in a spot of security and protection. And you think love is a beautiful thing. And you skip down halls and you pick petals that curve towards you and you hum while washing the dishes and you open doors for others and you give the love, given to you. But perhaps love is the disguise. Because my "I love yous" were true. While yours bled doubt. And the sting of it still lasts as it should. It's called heartbreak. And it's everywhere. stuck like honey on my hands. It rings a sad melody in my ear. It drips from the roof after a cold bitter day. It's the child you saw trip and the mom who came to help with tears in her own eyes. Perhaps that's why we cry at the sad dramatic movies. Not because it's sad but because being in that position, ourselves.. well.. love isn't chocolate on Valentine's Day nor the flowers or the bears. Love is rectangles fitting into circles and artificial flavoring now with vitamins that cure diseases. its like a miracle. but it's twisted and has more effect on you. t's not a word or a story or a feeling. Love is love. So as this started as my plea to you and transitioned to what we were to what love is.. I see now that not even this can bring back the feeling of being so called, love.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:33 PM UTC

MMVS

This So Called Love Thing

It's been 254 days and I still miss you I start to miss you. But I don't miss you. I miss the person you once were. Before fighting became our most common language. Before I love you's we're just words you could look up in a dictionary. Before our dreams flatlined and we were scared to talk because we knew.. it would only get worse. For perhaps we took it for granted and only accepted the love we think we deserved at the time. Perhaps our late night talks were just ways to avoid falling asleep. To avoid feeling alone and hyperventilating in the dark. Perhaps we used each other to heal our wounds. But I believe we did no healing. No. I believe we covered them up. We covered them like a sweater in soft spoken words and anticipation of joy. it made it hurt a little less. For we knew, that nothing lasts forever and we'd have to remove the shield protecting us from the harsh blows of the world. Perhaps it was love and perhaps it was a lie. And maybe you faked it. And maybe it was an act or a plan. But perhaps, it was real. No one plans on falling in love. Perhaps we liked the comfort of one another. To feel in a spot of security and protection. And you think love is a beautiful thing. And you skip down halls and you pick petals that curve towards you and you hum while washing the dishes and you open doors for others and you give the love, given to you. But perhaps love is the disguise. Because my "I love yous" were true. While yours bled doubt. And the sting of it still lasts as it should. It's called heartbreak. And it's everywhere. stuck like honey on my hands. It rings a sad melody in my ear. It drips from the roof after a cold bitter day. It's the child you saw trip and the mom who came to help with tears in her own eyes. Perhaps that's why we cry at the sad dramatic movies. Not because it's sad but because being in that position, ourselves.. well.. love isn't chocolate on Valentine's Day nor the flowers or the bears. Love is rectangles fitting into circles and artificial flavoring now with vitamins that cure diseases. its like a miracle. but it's twisted and has more effect on you. t's not a word or a story or a feeling. Love is love. So as this started as my plea to you and transitioned to what we were to what love is.. I see now that not even this can bring back the feeling of being so called, love.

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I think I think we have high expectations for a world constantly competing We expect to be treated fairly And to treat others fairer God how we wish that were true I think we live in a world where beauty really is only skin deep but the slogans and mottos will have you think otherwise as you buy that new mascara and pass on one more cookie And not that we cant be who we want to but because you are ranked by social class and the amount of space left in your closet By the grade you got in science or how fast you ran the sprint in gym I think Amelia earhart is still alive And my stuffed animals come alive when I leave the room I think global warming is a bigger deal then kim kardashian’s nip slip i think we dream and dream because we know reality will never just give it to us. we have to earn it. I think we give more to others because we expect them to eventually do the same for us I think people with mental illnesses are seen as outcasts but I think they actually see the pain and shattered, ripped corners that the rest of the world pretends not to see I think bathing suits are uncomfortable and the sun is a ball of light that punishes us for wearing such small items of clothing I think we work too hard and money should just turn into snakes and slither away because that alone would solve so many problems i think kids need more activity and less school i think the government is ran bycorrupt leaders and one day they will be the reason we collapse into dust i think magazines portray beautiful women making us other women feel not beautiful but who cares what i think it's just what i think

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:32 PM UTC

MMVS

I think

I think I think we have high expectations for a world constantly competing We expect to be treated fairly And to treat others fairer God how we wish that were true I think we live in a world where beauty really is only skin deep but the slogans and mottos will have you think otherwise as you buy that new mascara and pass on one more cookie And not that we cant be who we want to but because you are ranked by social class and the amount of space left in your closet By the grade you got in science or how fast you ran the sprint in gym I think Amelia earhart is still alive And my stuffed animals come alive when I leave the room I think global warming is a bigger deal then kim kardashian’s nip slip i think we dream and dream because we know reality will never just give it to us. we have to earn it. I think we give more to others because we expect them to eventually do the same for us I think people with mental illnesses are seen as outcasts but I think they actually see the pain and shattered, ripped corners that the rest of the world pretends not to see I think bathing suits are uncomfortable and the sun is a ball of light that punishes us for wearing such small items of clothing I think we work too hard and money should just turn into snakes and slither away because that alone would solve so many problems i think kids need more activity and less school i think the government is ran bycorrupt leaders and one day they will be the reason we collapse into dust i think magazines portray beautiful women making us other women feel not beautiful but who cares what i think it's just what i think

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I wrote. and I wrote until my fingers went numb and until the paper was covered in my tears but I wrote. I wrote about how I love you. and how i hate you. I wrote about how I can barely breathe. how my throat is clenched my stomach in knots. I wrote how my eyes are swollen so I wear my glasses and look down. I wrote how I was strong until I walked into my room and saw your handwriting on my wall. I write how I dropped to my floor and gasped for breath. I wrote how it’s just unreal. how it’s insane and it just can’t be happening. I wrote how I have to distract myself in order to not think about the pain. I wrote about how every time I pause, I think of you. how you would’ve done anything to have me. I wrote about the time you stayed up all night for me. and how we both wished upon the same star. how we wished for the same thing. I wrote about how our first date we saw a movie but I cannot tell you a single thing cause I thought the whole time about how hard I was holding your hand or if my hair was tickling your neck. I write about all the times you come over. how you fit right in with my family. as if you were apart of it already. I wrote about how we fought. how we used our words and how we used them as weapons. how eventually it became a war. how it finished. how the city went up in flames. and how I was left. screaming for help on the 4th story up choking on smoke and gagging on my tears. and I look out to an abandoned town. until my eyes lay on you. sipping your water and pouring the rest onto the ground. watching me and my heart... burn.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:30 PM UTC

MMVS

I write my pain away

I wrote. and I wrote until my fingers went numb and until the paper was covered in my tears but I wrote. I wrote about how I love you. and how i hate you. I wrote about how I can barely breathe. how my throat is clenched my stomach in knots. I wrote how my eyes are swollen so I wear my glasses and look down. I wrote how I was strong until I walked into my room and saw your handwriting on my wall. I write how I dropped to my floor and gasped for breath. I wrote how it’s just unreal. how it’s insane and it just can’t be happening. I wrote how I have to distract myself in order to not think about the pain. I wrote about how every time I pause, I think of you. how you would’ve done anything to have me. I wrote about the time you stayed up all night for me. and how we both wished upon the same star. how we wished for the same thing. I wrote about how our first date we saw a movie but I cannot tell you a single thing cause I thought the whole time about how hard I was holding your hand or if my hair was tickling your neck. I write about all the times you come over. how you fit right in with my family. as if you were apart of it already. I wrote about how we fought. how we used our words and how we used them as weapons. how eventually it became a war. how it finished. how the city went up in flames. and how I was left. screaming for help on the 4th story up choking on smoke and gagging on my tears. and I look out to an abandoned town. until my eyes lay on you. sipping your water and pouring the rest onto the ground. watching me and my heart... burn.

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what if i carved i'm sorry into your skin would you feel me what if i screamed your name until my throat gave out would you hear me then what if i painted a smile from ear to ear and stood in your face would you see me what if i fed you salt in a jar labeled sugar would you taste how bitter sweet that is what if i filled your room with roses and picked off each petal betting on our odds would you smell me then you can’t even love me with one of your senses...

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:27 PM UTC

MMVS

Senses

what if i carved i'm sorry into your skin would you feel me what if i screamed your name until my throat gave out would you hear me then what if i painted a smile from ear to ear and stood in your face would you see me what if i fed you salt in a jar labeled sugar would you taste how bitter sweet that is what if i filled your room with roses and picked off each petal betting on our odds would you smell me then you can’t even love me with one of your senses...

11

11 days later and i'm still in love with you. you are burned into my brain you are aching in my heart you are locking my throat closed and i'm still drowning out at sea 11 days later and it still feels like the first the first hello the first joke the first picture hug kiss tear ache goodbye 11 days later and everytime i see you i feel a crack in my heart no really you'd laugh if i told you you always laughed. 11 days later and i'm still stuck in the web of words you caught me in i hate you for catching me 11 days later and i can't help but stare i can't help but run into you or i can't help but wander in hopes of maybe seeing you and falling into old patterns of hello i am and hello we are and hello hello goodbye 11 days later and you look great you look better then ever great 11 days later and i forgot your smell i forgot the deep colour in your eyes i forgot the way your hands fit around my waist i forget your laugh and look of confusion when you don't understand not really but maybe writing it would transfer the memories and i would i would forget 11 days later i'm not sad don't tell me i'm just sad i'm not sad i'm just living a life inside of this body i'm not sad 11 days later and it's all your fault you lied and lied and i believed again and again and my paint is smeared with tears and my body is aching all over and my floor is holding me up while my body lay restless ready to move to 12 but after so long why can't i and why are you okay on 11 but i 11 days later and my friends are tired i'm tired we're all tired 11 days later the doctors sealed up the wounds they put in a cleaner heart and removed all my tears i look new, don't I? 11 days later i don't feel it anymore i still can't listen to love songs but numb is okay i disagree but they told me it is i told them i'd rather hurt than feel absolutely nothing at all It's only 11 days later.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:25 PM UTC

MMVS

11 days later

11 days later and i'm still in love with you. you are burned into my brain you are aching in my heart you are locking my throat closed and i'm still drowning out at sea 11 days later and it still feels like the first the first hello the first joke the first picture hug kiss tear ache goodbye 11 days later and everytime i see you i feel a crack in my heart no really you'd laugh if i told you you always laughed. 11 days later and i'm still stuck in the web of words you caught me in i hate you for catching me 11 days later and i can't help but stare i can't help but run into you or i can't help but wander in hopes of maybe seeing you and falling into old patterns of hello i am and hello we are and hello hello goodbye 11 days later and you look great you look better then ever great 11 days later and i forgot your smell i forgot the deep colour in your eyes i forgot the way your hands fit around my waist i forget your laugh and look of confusion when you don't understand not really but maybe writing it would transfer the memories and i would i would forget 11 days later i'm not sad don't tell me i'm just sad i'm not sad i'm just living a life inside of this body i'm not sad 11 days later and it's all your fault you lied and lied and i believed again and again and my paint is smeared with tears and my body is aching all over and my floor is holding me up while my body lay restless ready to move to 12 but after so long why can't i and why are you okay on 11 but i 11 days later and my friends are tired i'm tired we're all tired 11 days later the doctors sealed up the wounds they put in a cleaner heart and removed all my tears i look new, don't I? 11 days later i don't feel it anymore i still can't listen to love songs but numb is okay i disagree but they told me it is i told them i'd rather hurt than feel absolutely nothing at all It's only 11 days later.

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i can't swim numb nights i lie awake while the world rest asleep tears softly drop aching me gagging me i can't distract my ears my eyes my hands it's too late to draw run work torture myself with pictures and replay the slowest of songs my heart lay numb because a broken heart will only become more broke i picture you in my mind my chest heaves and my throat clenches tighter jealousy anger fear i cannot feel your touch on my skin anymore hiding under the covers the monsters still claw from under over within i will never escape i'm not drowning i just don't know how to swim.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:22 PM UTC

MMVS

i can't swim

i can't swim numb nights i lie awake while the world rest asleep tears softly drop aching me gagging me i can't distract my ears my eyes my hands it's too late to draw run work torture myself with pictures and replay the slowest of songs my heart lay numb because a broken heart will only become more broke i picture you in my mind my chest heaves and my throat clenches tighter jealousy anger fear i cannot feel your touch on my skin anymore hiding under the covers the monsters still claw from under over within i will never escape i'm not drowning i just don't know how to swim.

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i wish it didn't hurt and i wish i didn't have to distract myself in order to not feel aching in my chest i wish i didn't have to get caught up in boring movies i wish the urge to punch something turned into a craving to eat because i need to eat. but i can't. i wish i could listen to music and not think of us sitting in your car arguing over the radio i wish my heart didn't race when i get a notification and i wish you didn't do that sly smile you know i like when you know i'm looking i wish you didn't tug on my heart like puppets on a string i wish you didn't move on and give your love to someone else and i wish you were willing to try even half as bad as i want to right now i wish you look at the stars and think of me because you know i'm a dreamer but you laughed when i told you that and i wish that night i fell so deeply in love with your smile i stayed home and i wish you didn't grab my hand and kiss me and make me fall right into you like liquid into a cup i should've stayed home that night that night i should've stayed home i wish you had a heart like mine that trusted you i wish i didn't have to try to find someone else to love because i have an empty gap where you rested your head and people telling me i don't need someone are only told from those who haven't spent the loneliest of nights alone i wish i didn't go to your games and meet your family and talk about homecoming because i knew it was all just part time happiness and this contract would soon expire and the ink would blot and id be the one cleaning up the mess on the kitchen floor and i wish you wouldn't answer when i call you crying at 4 am ut god i wish you didn't ignore me either and i wish we weren't best friends because it was the easiest thing to do but we did it and had conversations about god knows what but that was us and that was ours i wish i didn't need to wear skirts and redo my makeup until it's perfect because just MAYBE you will look at me and want me back i wish you didn't get high and i wish you didn't drink and i wish you would tell me the truth because your slurs only had me dazed and confused and you were the sober one i wish i can learn that i'm going to be okay but but i'm not because heartache after heartache is supposed to lead me to my prince charming but all my frogs seem to be less and less then the prince i want i wish i wasn't jealous of the girls who draw pink hearts and bright smiles i wish i didn't text you when i thought enough was enough and i wish that i could wake up without sharp pains when i remember it wasn't a dream and this is real. it's all too real. i wish you didn't hang out with your friends and you should text me. you should text me. i wish the ache in my chest would fade and the memories of you would shatter and my throat wouldn't grow tight and my eyes wouldn't burn and the crave i get with tears in my eyes as i lay in bed gagging would just stop for one second i wish i never fell in love with a boy they said would hurt me i wish i didn't believe him when he said i am the one i wish i didn't open my heart and fall in love to know it was only going to be broken and i'd be alone again i'd be left in the dark with fake friends and a moon that follows me until i wake i wish i didn't learn your smell and the way you write your j's i wish i could look up and say i'm going to be okay without choking on my own tears but mostly... i wish you would feel what i feel right now because years later i'm still weak. and i will never learn that no matter what i can wish i can wish and wish but it will never be enough to make you love me again. i cannot make you love me.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:20 PM UTC

MMVS

i can't make you love me

i wish it didn't hurt and i wish i didn't have to distract myself in order to not feel aching in my chest i wish i didn't have to get caught up in boring movies i wish the urge to punch something turned into a craving to eat because i need to eat. but i can't. i wish i could listen to music and not think of us sitting in your car arguing over the radio i wish my heart didn't race when i get a notification and i wish you didn't do that sly smile you know i like when you know i'm looking i wish you didn't tug on my heart like puppets on a string i wish you didn't move on and give your love to someone else and i wish you were willing to try even half as bad as i want to right now i wish you look at the stars and think of me because you know i'm a dreamer but you laughed when i told you that and i wish that night i fell so deeply in love with your smile i stayed home and i wish you didn't grab my hand and kiss me and make me fall right into you like liquid into a cup i should've stayed home that night that night i should've stayed home i wish you had a heart like mine that trusted you i wish i didn't have to try to find someone else to love because i have an empty gap where you rested your head and people telling me i don't need someone are only told from those who haven't spent the loneliest of nights alone i wish i didn't go to your games and meet your family and talk about homecoming because i knew it was all just part time happiness and this contract would soon expire and the ink would blot and id be the one cleaning up the mess on the kitchen floor and i wish you wouldn't answer when i call you crying at 4 am ut god i wish you didn't ignore me either and i wish we weren't best friends because it was the easiest thing to do but we did it and had conversations about god knows what but that was us and that was ours i wish i didn't need to wear skirts and redo my makeup until it's perfect because just MAYBE you will look at me and want me back i wish you didn't get high and i wish you didn't drink and i wish you would tell me the truth because your slurs only had me dazed and confused and you were the sober one i wish i can learn that i'm going to be okay but but i'm not because heartache after heartache is supposed to lead me to my prince charming but all my frogs seem to be less and less then the prince i want i wish i wasn't jealous of the girls who draw pink hearts and bright smiles i wish i didn't text you when i thought enough was enough and i wish that i could wake up without sharp pains when i remember it wasn't a dream and this is real. it's all too real. i wish you didn't hang out with your friends and you should text me. you should text me. i wish the ache in my chest would fade and the memories of you would shatter and my throat wouldn't grow tight and my eyes wouldn't burn and the crave i get with tears in my eyes as i lay in bed gagging would just stop for one second i wish i never fell in love with a boy they said would hurt me i wish i didn't believe him when he said i am the one i wish i didn't open my heart and fall in love to know it was only going to be broken and i'd be alone again i'd be left in the dark with fake friends and a moon that follows me until i wake i wish i didn't learn your smell and the way you write your j's i wish i could look up and say i'm going to be okay without choking on my own tears but mostly... i wish you would feel what i feel right now because years later i'm still weak. and i will never learn that no matter what i can wish i can wish and wish but it will never be enough to make you love me again. i cannot make you love me.

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My brain is like tornado, It's full of a lot of over- thought things. My heart is like a glass plate, It shatters by the touch of human beings. I sit in bed with tears down my face. And think about our memories. I try to figure out what I feel. We're separated by miles of sea. You come to me in my dreams, And drive me crazy all day. I fully regret the things I said, And the things I'll never say. You don't remember my favourite color, And you forgot my favourite song. But I'm tired of going on with life knowing its my fault and I was wrong. We used to talk all day, And I knew everything about you. Now we don't even make eye contact, And I forgot all that I once thought to be true. I thought I knew you, But I guess I was wrong. But now my heart is breaking, Yet I still try to stay strong. I would rather have my heart just torn out, Then to hear you call her beautiful. You think of girls like they are nothing and are reusable. I look at myself like a stranger, I still don't know what to do. They say you still try to be strong. But then you think of every lie he's ever told you. You need him back, You can't go on without him. But I'm drowning right in front of you, As you shout back, "learn how to swim!" The rain is my spiralling soul. And the rain is my over-cried tears. The sun is the good moments I don't think of him. The dark skies are all my thoughts and fears. I don't think he knows my pain. And I wish he still thought of me. I know people still laugh. When I say I wish this was easy. My friend said this would happen. But no one really wants to help. Because no one's really felt this horrible pain... I wish I never felt. Broken glass, scratched hearts, oceans of tears, Love torn apart. They thought they knew her. They thought they knew well. but she was holding her heart just like another fake smile to sell. She feels true pain. She cries herself to sleep. He thinks of her now and then. While she thinks of him on repeat. No one understands her. No one ever will. Because she's different than the rest, And there's an emptiness in her heart that only he can fill. The world is tearing her, Tearing her apart. And to think it was because of that one boy Who decided to break her heart.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:15 PM UTC

MMVS

ODE to heartaches

My brain is like tornado, It's full of a lot of over- thought things. My heart is like a glass plate, It shatters by the touch of human beings. I sit in bed with tears down my face. And think about our memories. I try to figure out what I feel. We're separated by miles of sea. You come to me in my dreams, And drive me crazy all day. I fully regret the things I said, And the things I'll never say. You don't remember my favourite color, And you forgot my favourite song. But I'm tired of going on with life knowing its my fault and I was wrong. We used to talk all day, And I knew everything about you. Now we don't even make eye contact, And I forgot all that I once thought to be true. I thought I knew you, But I guess I was wrong. But now my heart is breaking, Yet I still try to stay strong. I would rather have my heart just torn out, Then to hear you call her beautiful. You think of girls like they are nothing and are reusable. I look at myself like a stranger, I still don't know what to do. They say you still try to be strong. But then you think of every lie he's ever told you. You need him back, You can't go on without him. But I'm drowning right in front of you, As you shout back, "learn how to swim!" The rain is my spiralling soul. And the rain is my over-cried tears. The sun is the good moments I don't think of him. The dark skies are all my thoughts and fears. I don't think he knows my pain. And I wish he still thought of me. I know people still laugh. When I say I wish this was easy. My friend said this would happen. But no one really wants to help. Because no one's really felt this horrible pain... I wish I never felt. Broken glass, scratched hearts, oceans of tears, Love torn apart. They thought they knew her. They thought they knew well. but she was holding her heart just like another fake smile to sell. She feels true pain. She cries herself to sleep. He thinks of her now and then. While she thinks of him on repeat. No one understands her. No one ever will. Because she's different than the rest, And there's an emptiness in her heart that only he can fill. The world is tearing her, Tearing her apart. And to think it was because of that one boy Who decided to break her heart.

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Dim street lights flicker He walks her down the narrow path She's stumbling left and right but never spills the liquor Letting the thorn rip open her heart causing a bloodbath She begs to him while choking down whats left in the glass She falls to her knees and gasps Closing her eyes, can't take her mind off the past No longer can she hide behind the mask He watches her plead and grab tightly to her heart Her black dress now torn and the cotton stained Her tears still drip down her cheek until depart They sadly will never be as pure as the rain No miraculous light emerged out from the cross No angel or stars shall appear Everything, blurry and covered with a hazey gloss Driven utterly out of fear The shadows race above her Whispers dive below But these are not the monsters That draw the blood out so slow She sees the light coming close She reached her hand beyond Accepting this as her final dose And the bright light fades until gone Because no ones answers are clear Free yet still enslaved They told her have hope for it will annul fear But alas not everyone can be saved.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:12 PM UTC

MMVS

Take me

Dim street lights flicker He walks her down the narrow path She's stumbling left and right but never spills the liquor Letting the thorn rip open her heart causing a bloodbath She begs to him while choking down whats left in the glass She falls to her knees and gasps Closing her eyes, can't take her mind off the past No longer can she hide behind the mask He watches her plead and grab tightly to her heart Her black dress now torn and the cotton stained Her tears still drip down her cheek until depart They sadly will never be as pure as the rain No miraculous light emerged out from the cross No angel or stars shall appear Everything, blurry and covered with a hazey gloss Driven utterly out of fear The shadows race above her Whispers dive below But these are not the monsters That draw the blood out so slow She sees the light coming close She reached her hand beyond Accepting this as her final dose And the bright light fades until gone Because no ones answers are clear Free yet still enslaved They told her have hope for it will annul fear But alas not everyone can be saved.

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I have watched stars, And waited every night. I have made 11:11 wishes Begging with all my might. I have picked up every penny And threw them into a well I've blown out hundreds of candles And picked off every petal until the last one fell. I have turned over every stone, And knocked on wood. I have crossed my fingers And prayed for all that I stood. I've wished and wished from the morning to the night. I've wished and wished from shooting stars to flying kites. I've wished and wished from song lyrics to get a hint or a sign But mostly, I've wished and wished that you were mine.

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 7:05 PM UTC

MMVS

Wishes

I have watched stars, And waited every night. I have made 11:11 wishes Begging with all my might. I have picked up every penny And threw them into a well I've blown out hundreds of candles And picked off every petal until the last one fell. I have turned over every stone, And knocked on wood. I have crossed my fingers And prayed for all that I stood. I've wished and wished from the morning to the night. I've wished and wished from shooting stars to flying kites. I've wished and wished from song lyrics to get a hint or a sign But mostly, I've wished and wished that you were mine.

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