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eliza-e
eliza-e
//because there is no beauty at the center of a black hole / only the absence of being//
how hard can it be to love someone filled with a chronic emptiness in the place of emotions and eye lids that stay open long after the lights have dimmed because they are swimming in intrusive waters belonging to a diseased mind always wondering when you will leave so they push you away even when their heart demands that you stay demands that they will pay for over and over and over in the form of playing the villian in the relationship by unintentionally tearing the two of you apart until the only thing left to do is leave the one thing that people in their life excel at how hard can it be to maintain a friendship with someone who wants to abandon you before you abandon them playing tug of war with the thought of just never speaking to you again even though you are one of their favorite people trying to make the inevitable "easier" because nothing lasts forever in their world not even when they want it to "best friends forever" is hard to cling on to when they are convinced that the person smiling in their face is also plunging knives into their back at every turn how hard can it be to be the person dishing out all of these punishments knowing that she is only punishing herself punishing anyone who tries to get close to her in the twisted belief that she is saving them from her gravitational personality and her stellar smile that can only end in disaster because there is no beauty at the center of a black hole only the absence of being j.e.m (1/14/2016)
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Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 11:55 PM UTC
"Degrees of Difficulty"
Freckles spread across her face illuminating her features like stars in the nighttime sky, she is learning to be. -j.e.m (11.19.15)
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
A series of poems #4
I am not a flower that you can pick at your will. I am a thorn and I will ***** you before I let you snap me in half. -j.e.m (11.10.15)
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
A series of poems #3
“Not here, not there, not anywhere.” -j.e.m (9.4.15)
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 12:48 AM UTC
A series of poems #2
Abandonment comes in many forms I like to abandon ideas like people abandon me Seemingly without cause and with no intent to return -j.e.m (7.29.15)
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Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
A series of poems #1