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bittersweetsymphony
bittersweetsymphony
I write because you exist.
I come to learn and respect at the same time that old boyfriends are kind of like your bad habits your mom and dad always told you to stop doing. Like Angelina, don't bite your nails: or Angelina, take your feet off the table, except the old boyfriend is like the habits we keep going back to. Why? Im questioning the same thing. Wish mom would have said "angelina' get your boyfriend out of the bed. Like all the other enlarged habits that come to mind: But mom or dad never spoke that way. Being old fashioned Mexicali revolutionaries. They just let the happening go on as it was. Wish they would have kicked him out! Though a beautiful daughter came from such a mistake. It's only my daughter, who makes life a daily effort to continue.I love my little ballerina.
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 5:33 AM UTC
Little ballerina
She made her skin her canvas to draw on. Her paintbrush is a blade. The paint color is red. - Marclesza Gee
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 4:45 AM UTC
Canvas
Why people can't be painfully honest without sounding so desperate?
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 8:40 AM UTC
Why?
"One day you'll wake up and you'll be happy again."
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 8:19 AM UTC
One Day
I don't feel sad. I don't feel pain. I don't feel like crying. I don't feel like I exist. I don't feel anything.
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 1:03 AM UTC
Numb.
If only it were me who collected your tears like rain Followed there tracks Kissed them gently from your cheeks to your chin If only it were me beside you in your car who heard your breaking heart when you cried in the dark If only it were me who hugged you on your first heart-break Wrote your stories when you're too scared to speak If only it were ME instead of HER.
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
'IF's
I have nothing to hide If you think I'm gonna lose it yesterday, Well, you're ******* wrong Because today, I survived!
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Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 4:01 AM UTC
Bring it on, Arrogant World!
His love for her is so high But she holds her heart tight She doesn't want to fall hard She's afraid of heights His love for her, like the sun, it shines Still, she covers her eyes She doesn't want to get blind His love for her is so deep But she doesn't know how to swim And she doesn't want to sink - Marclesza Gee
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 7:26 PM UTC
Love Request: Denied
I really did love you, but you're a bookworm and I was just another book you read I really did love you, but you have a sweet-tooth and I was just another chocolate you ate I really did love you, but you love to play fire and I was just another match you lit I really did love you, but you were a chain-smoker and I was just another pack of cigarettes - Marclesza Gee
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
I really did