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alexis-marie-solis
alexis-marie-solis
There's Always Tomorrow For Dreams To Come True...✨✊If Only Our Eyes Saw Souls Instead Of Bodies How Differnet Our Ideals Of Beauty Would Be...
Pretty Skies .. Pretty Eyes.. Perfect Smile..
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Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 11:31 AM UTC
Untitled
1:25 AM and i can still feel your breath on my shoulder when you would beg me to stay
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Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
i remember
Yes I'm smiling But Deep down Im crying
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
Deep Down
reflects smiles mirrors pains its beauty beguiles entertains wakes up heart opens door transcends art furthermore swells in vein its maddening flow drops as rain on parchment glow once seeded within grows deep root makes you come clean speak only truth soul's inked beat pearls dug from deep in true spirit have it worshipped.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
Poetry is a spirit
God must've painted the sunset in your eyelids and the stars in your eyes he must've made a jungle out of your heart that everyone keeps getting lost in, drowned by a forest of wildfires. he must've tucked sunshine in the corners of your smiles. he must've patterned the oceans and seas with your words -- i keep drowning in them. he must've tried to recreate the softness of heaven in your lips. blackholes may have been named after your eyes -- they keep ******* me in and I can't help but see the birth of stars in their edges. you are a whole universe of your own, and I like exploring the corners of it alone.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
something about you
I was never anything but flammable material I kept you warm but I burned myself out Every week I tell my therapist about you How things have changed How I have a new man every night How I rarely learn their names and they never call me back How I'm nothing but empty anymore And you judge me for healing wrong As if what I'm doing is any worse than five weeks of self pity As if your feelings will always continue to trump mine As if you still have some say in what I do As if you're still holding the matches But I'm learning to speak for myself I've learned how to moan three different names in less than two days And how to make none of them sound even remotely like yours I'm moving on and it kills you, I know But you only liked the dancing fire and the warmth You never could stand the smell of smoke.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
Someday I'll Stop Writing Poems About You. (That Day Isn't Today)
Shame on you for not loving me back Shame on you for not staying Shame on you for not making me stay Shame on you for... Shame on you Shame on you Shame on Shame on me, for hoping, believing and loving, and living.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
Shame on....
and maybe i fell so hard into lust that you tricked me into believing it was love
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:49 AM UTC
tricked