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angelica-rivera
American I am 19 years old.
and every second that ticks by is another failed attempt to try- to try & suspire through lament, the fight against teeming torment. every imperfection i had ever seen within my face, blatent on my flesh, inside my heart that was wiped clean by your love,now make the wounds fresh. the hiding i did, to disguise my fear, the fighting i did- still, it came to sear holes in my mask, holes in my core to realize, you may no longer want me anymore. what good it does to stare at walls drink from empty cups, and scream down the halls, is no good for me, no good for this the only thing good, is only your kiss only your fingers interlocked w/ mine only anticipation for the very next time i can see your face, touch your skin look in your eyes as you dive in. healing my body, my mind and my soul never in eternity, could this grow old. i only want your love, your trust and your hand to show me, truly, what's in a good man i see it in you, everyday it's brighter it felt like everyday you were grabbing me tighter wishing you'd let go- never it felt as if my pain you had taken and severed i never hurt when i'm with you, not a tear i could shed how could i? when my place was with you in your bed molded and shaped especially for one another never minding the heavens above that did hover only you and i is what sanctuary carried crossing my heart, that it was you i would marry and then one day your heart stops and nothingis real everything's a dream, but not the kind you can feel. the kind that burns and tingles, and every minute is horrid every sound, sight, and touch, is inescapable torrid dead among the living, but telling no one of it they can't understand if they don;t suffer from it kicking, screaming, cursing just to get by it's easier to be angry, then to simply just cry and what good comes of anything? nothing anymore every attempt at life feels like other closed door feeling as though no one can compare your chest simply burns just taking in air stil they tell you to breath, they tell you to smile they tell you to laugh, maybe get out for a while but they do not see the obstacles ahead like waking up and floating from your bed such a task it is to imagine he can feel the same pain that causes very moment to reel there is no escape from the emptiness ahead yet you feel in your heart there is no need to dread that things wil fall back, and the stars will align and from that point on all will be fine you will mend your hearts together, and bind them, and twine every fiber of your beings to fit the very same kind of shape you were molded from, out of dirt and clay then you will see, that come what may your hearts will always fit together in a perfect little shape and from that spot not a spot of dignity they can take because the grass is green and the sky is blue and he is who you will always belong to you can scrape and scrape and scrape until your guts hit the floor and wound by wound, you will even love him more words are cheap and celluloid, they have no real effect bring my head up to your collar and vow you will protect the fragile heart beating in this chest will be crushed so easily if he wakes up one morning and decides he no longer wants me i feel it in my bones, this love, please do not say it's wrong for if you do my petals will fall, and i would loose my song my song, my hope, my joy and then god only knows what would become of me and if this does my heart will seal, and let no other man see that behind these eyes and behind this mouth there is world of hurt that will trail behind me all my days, until i am smothered by the dirt
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:14 AM UTC
no answer
and every second that ticks by is another failed attempt to try- to try & suspire through lament, the fight against teeming torment. every imperfection i had ever seen within my face, blatent on my flesh, inside my heart that was wiped clean by your love,now make the wounds fresh. the hiding i did, to disguise my fear, the fighting i did- still, it came to sear holes in my mask, holes in my core to realize, you may no longer want me anymore. what good it does to stare at walls drink from empty cups, and scream down the halls, is no good for me, no good for this the only thing good, is only your kiss only your fingers interlocked w/ mine only anticipation for the very next time i can see your face, touch your skin look in your eyes as you dive in. healing my body, my mind and my soul never in eternity, could this grow old. i only want your love, your trust and your hand to show me, truly, what's in a good man i see it in you, everyday it's brighter it felt like everyday you were grabbing me tighter wishing you'd let go- never it felt as if my pain you had taken and severed i never hurt when i'm with you, not a tear i could shed how could i? when my place was with you in your bed molded and shaped especially for one another never minding the heavens above that did hover only you and i is what sanctuary carried crossing my heart, that it was you i would marry and then one day your heart stops and nothingis real everything's a dream, but not the kind you can feel. the kind that burns and tingles, and every minute is horrid every sound, sight, and touch, is inescapable torrid dead among the living, but telling no one of it they can't understand if they don;t suffer from it kicking, screaming, cursing just to get by it's easier to be angry, then to simply just cry and what good comes of anything? nothing anymore every attempt at life feels like other closed door feeling as though no one can compare your chest simply burns just taking in air stil they tell you to breath, they tell you to smile they tell you to laugh, maybe get out for a while but they do not see the obstacles ahead like waking up and floating from your bed such a task it is to imagine he can feel the same pain that causes very moment to reel there is no escape from the emptiness ahead yet you feel in your heart there is no need to dread that things wil fall back, and the stars will align and from that point on all will be fine you will mend your hearts together, and bind them, and twine every fiber of your beings to fit the very same kind of shape you were molded from, out of dirt and clay then you will see, that come what may your hearts will always fit together in a perfect little shape and from that spot not a spot of dignity they can take because the grass is green and the sky is blue and he is who you will always belong to you can scrape and scrape and scrape until your guts hit the floor and wound by wound, you will even love him more words are cheap and celluloid, they have no real effect bring my head up to your collar and vow you will protect the fragile heart beating in this chest will be crushed so easily if he wakes up one morning and decides he no longer wants me i feel it in my bones, this love, please do not say it's wrong for if you do my petals will fall, and i would loose my song my song, my hope, my joy and then god only knows what would become of me and if this does my heart will seal, and let no other man see that behind these eyes and behind this mouth there is world of hurt that will trail behind me all my days, until i am smothered by the dirt
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fresh words for an old ache another pang on the same ol' stake. how many more pangs is this **** gonna take. i want to break through you're screen door i want to scream until my lungs can't anymore & i wanna show you that my heart was a ***** i loved everyone who looked my way i loved everyone who had something to say it wasn't worth the price i had to pay to let you pull my hair and kiss my lips 'til they fray to let you slip me notes and lip my back but at being subtle- those skills we both lack & thus our worlds quickly started to crack and so i grabbed the Camels from my brown rucksack to hell with dignity to hell with what's true i wanted one thing i wanted you so easily you caved YOU asked if i wanted to then i started to see your soul in a different, darker hue a selfish lying ******* that's all you are so naturally this thing couldn't go very far but my expectations were to the same par i couldn't destroy the sight of your body in my car i don't like the face in the mirror what you've made out of me but it was always inside something i coudn't see at least now i can let go something's been set free & if this happened over i'd still give you the key
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
fresh
sometimes i wonder why i let you get to me even now. you're a pig. you took me places i didn't know i would go. & it was all hell. all of it maimed me. you ****** me up even now. my life is new. & all the old parts were locked away in memory. but you're just as real as today. how pathetic we both were. the both of us. i hope you choke on your lying tongue. i was prey
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:12 AM UTC
prey I
i think i hate you . but i don't know I DON'T KNOW anything anymore . you've wrecked it all because you were born i was born i was born to wreck you . I was born to wreck you . I was born to ruin you. you were innnocent. i woke a sleeping monster inside you that made you what you are all you did was follow the bread crumbs i left you. you followed. you followed. but i lead you. "it's okay" i said it's okay. 'Don't think twice, it's all right.' 'I'll let you be in my dreams if i can be in yours.' that's what you said. why did i welcome you in mine? Everything i know told me to think twice. Now it can never be all right. Your dreams were not a dream you only dreamt a dream of a dream . a dream girl a dream doll. A toy. for your chest. to fill a hole in your chest but there was never a hole. Just a sore. i can never heal it for you. it's not my role . i don't fit. an odd piece in your fucked up puzzle. No one fit that piece. you're an oddity in & of itself.
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:11 AM UTC
Birth
not just in the way I saw you you're farther than venus my celestial heart -she's not even nominal the thoughts dancing in my brain fermenting in the pit of my heart I pick at that heap -starcrossed & lonesome love is not just a feeling it's a perfume we bathed in we soaked in -we loved in but the scent washes away no longer a distinction no longer a dizzying coat -like we never soaked at all.
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:08 AM UTC
bath
Enslaved it seemed by your guilded charm. [[Beguiled]] Could not see through the smoke and mirrors & of course that was your plan. It had to be. It can't be me. - I must have just caught on. You took my weapon. But I stole it back, my sword, my words by my side. YOU FOOLED EVERYONE. BUT I CAN SEE THROUGH. & I DON'T WANT TO LOOK. YOU'RE FALSE, PATHETIC, & WEAK. (it was not temptation it was only a game only a hunt. a ****** ****** game.
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:05 AM UTC
Liar's Chair