casey-mahalickWhisper

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AngelDo you remember the angel? The one that held you when your mother died. The one that caught every tear or at least tried. The one that caught the names that were thrown at you like bullets straight to the heart. Do you remember her, or did you tear her apart?
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Mar 17, 2012
Don't GoThe lights are out and the scene is over. I am trying to wash you off my skin and out of my mind. Your smell lingers and it is lodged into my memory. Can you forgive me for letting you go? You left your mark on my heart along with a million other scars. I need you now and I need you forever. Can't you see this roller coaster of emotions and notions and crazy ideas has me floatin' and rollin' and wishing you were here. It gets me so high, as high as the moon, that to this day reminds me of you. Every star has a memory attached and when one dies out I try and catch it and keep it for I am afraid to let go. One memory lost is a piece of you that slipped through my fingers as I stumble to cease it from falling and calling out "please don't go!"
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Mar 17, 2012
FaerieThe faerie queen that shows up only at a full moon wears a gown as white as snow. As she moves through the forest she leaves a trail of moonlight behind her. Her voice is as soft as the first snowflake and as beautiful as a harp and flute playing a melody in unison. On her head bears a crown made from the most delicate looking gold. She smells like the nature that lives and breathes around her.
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Mar 17, 2012
InterlinkThe heart and the mind interlink. They surge to the beat. As you hold your breathe and start to sink. It tastes so sweet. This feat of destruction. It makes it hard to function. Rise and conquer or live no longer. Overcome the feeling and feel your heart still beating. Don't let it smother you or it will become you. Live Love Die.
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Mar 17, 2012
NeedEmpty spaces in between fingers that need to be filled. A heartbeat inside a chest that needs to be heard. A voice parts a pair of lips and yearns to be listened to. Eyes that long for another pair to look deep into them and simply understand. A body wishing for a gentle touch. A soul that only wants another to love.
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Mar 21, 2012
ObsessionYou are a lullaby that has become my obsession. I fall to sleep and spill forth a confession. In my subconscious you are the one. In reality I get hurt and say "I'm done". I live in a faerie tale where nothing is real. I am a faerie princess and you make me feel....Like I have a purpose and I could be a better me. Without you I am blind but with your words I see.
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Mar 17, 2012
PetalsEach petal born is an eternal wound. No scars form on this heart for this heart is already at full bloom. So many petals fill my chest and I breathe in their scent. I need to find someone who can rip away the petals like I would in a game of "He loves me, He loves me not." Until a heart is revealed. And pray to God it is still beating once you are done.
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Mar 23, 2012
ShadowI'm just a shadow beneath your feet. Do you see me? Feel me? Hear me breathe? I'm behind you every step of the way, everyday, in every single way. I want to be close to you. Closer than i already am. Press your body against mine. You're not close enough. Let me breathe you in, hold you in, let you in...to my heart. I don't want to part from you or let you go but I have been there and done that twice before. I'll go back to the days when you stayed with me and said you missed me. But those memories are in my head and they float around before I go to bed. I dream of a day when memories are all that we make and take each one with us to the grave. I saved a piece of my heart for you , don't break it, just take it, and make it, mold it, fold it, into something new. Something you can treasure and keep forever, or maybe throw away whenever.
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Mar 17, 2012
SuffocateMemories that will defy time. Whether i like it or not you are always on my mind. Constantly pictures attack me with a wave of memories i cant escape. They pour into my lungs as i breathe deep. You slowly and unknowingly suffocate me.
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Mar 17, 2012
WatchingDo you feel the lights pour on us as everyone watches the scene? They want to see just how it unfolds because it is a story that is no longer told. And when you hold me as i cry after yelling till my throat's dry I ask myself why I still cling to you. Why I still need you to breathe and tell me why i love this kind of destruction, the ups and downs that help me to function. Why do i love you when I should just let you go and watch you fall back into the hole that you dug for yourself and watch you as you try and climb out. Then i watch as you give up too soon because you were so close to lifting yourself up but you were so scared to see what happens in the light. You have lived too long in this darkness and i want to help you fight off the demons and dragons that struggle to keep hidden your shine, as if your a jewel that is precious and only theirs but your mine.
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Mar 17, 2012
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