haley-follis - Hello Poetry

the thought of you still burns Like the shots I took last night Thinking that it would help me Get over you But when I wake The thought of you still burns Cause you are gone And I am alone.

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Oct 17, 2017

Oct 17, 2017 at 8:15 PM UTC

haley-follis

Gone

the thought of you still burns Like the shots I took last night Thinking that it would help me Get over you But when I wake The thought of you still burns Cause you are gone And I am alone.

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every time you said those words did you know it was a lie? every time you said those words how could you look me in the eyes? every time you said those words did you mean it even once? every time you said those words did you know I was falling harder? every time you said those words did you know you were playing games? every time you said those words how did it make you feel?

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Oct 12, 2017

Oct 12, 2017 at 5:28 AM UTC

haley-follis

ily

every time you said those words did you know it was a lie? every time you said those words how could you look me in the eyes? every time you said those words did you mean it even once? every time you said those words did you know I was falling harder? every time you said those words did you know you were playing games? every time you said those words how did it make you feel?

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its like the old me is coming back without realizing it here I am again... slowing going back to my old ways back on my ********

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Oct 12, 2017

Oct 12, 2017 at 5:07 AM UTC

haley-follis

hello my old friend

its like the old me is coming back without realizing it here I am again... slowing going back to my old ways back on my ********

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Do you ever feel like a clock? Your days just passing by The same thing everyday seconds turn to minutes ninutes to hours hours to days you spend your nights alone Do you ever feel like a bomb? slowly ticking away hoping to be stopped before you blow away second tun to minutes minutes to hours hours to days your time slowing down Do you ever feel like an old beating heart? slowing down with every move holding on to all you have second turn to minutes minutes to hours hours to days never feeling good enough

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Mar 18, 2015

Mar 18, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC

haley-follis

Do you ever feel?

Do you ever feel like a clock? Your days just passing by The same thing everyday seconds turn to minutes ninutes to hours hours to days you spend your nights alone Do you ever feel like a bomb? slowly ticking away hoping to be stopped before you blow away second tun to minutes minutes to hours hours to days your time slowing down Do you ever feel like an old beating heart? slowing down with every move holding on to all you have second turn to minutes minutes to hours hours to days never feeling good enough

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my life is like a movie except the total opposite of that i am a mess i try to cover it up and i do a hell of a good job i can't sleep at night something about the darkness keeps me up i don't eat a lot i don't really like too no i don't starve myslef i've never come close to it some people eat when their bored i eat becaause i need to. my life is an endless record on repeat i do the same thing week after week. month after month routines are good for me at least that's what they say

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Mar 15, 2015

Mar 15, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC

haley-follis

My life

my life is like a movie except the total opposite of that i am a mess i try to cover it up and i do a hell of a good job i can't sleep at night something about the darkness keeps me up i don't eat a lot i don't really like too no i don't starve myslef i've never come close to it some people eat when their bored i eat becaause i need to. my life is an endless record on repeat i do the same thing week after week. month after month routines are good for me at least that's what they say

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I'll pick up my pride and walk out because i can't deal with your immature *** -H.F

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Mar 6, 2015

Mar 6, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC

haley-follis

Untitled

I'll pick up my pride and walk out because i can't deal with your immature *** -H.F

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Do you even know how much you mean to me? No, cause you don't care

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Mar 4, 2015

Mar 4, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC

haley-follis

Untitled

Do you even know how much you mean to me? No, cause you don't care

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Ive waited and waited for you, yet you still dont seem to care. so this is me, not giving up, but not giving a **** anymore.

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Mar 3, 2015

Mar 3, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC

haley-follis

Waited

Ive waited and waited for you, yet you still dont seem to care. so this is me, not giving up, but not giving a **** anymore.

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most people hate mornings but i've grown to love them something about the cool air seems peiceful to me its my alone time time to write down my thoughs, and burry myself in a book something about them seems peiceful to me

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC

haley-follis

Mornings

most people hate mornings but i've grown to love them something about the cool air seems peiceful to me its my alone time time to write down my thoughs, and burry myself in a book something about them seems peiceful to me

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I never wanted to be described as pretty. People have told me upon meeting how pretty I was, and I despised it. I didn't want to be pretty. I did not want to be crushed and molded into that empty term; pretty. I wanted to move mountains and dance on the stars. I wanted to spray paint on the moon. I wanted intelligence and courage, and wit and charisma. I was a novel, not a page. then one day I finally realized that I could be both. we all could. and that's how I live now. we are all pretty. we all are made of stardust and memories and courage and charisma. we are.

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haley-follis

Mar 1, 2015

Mar 1, 2015 at 11:13 PM UTC

spacegirlxnx

"pretty"

I never wanted to be described as pretty. People have told me upon meeting how pretty I was, and I despised it. I didn't want to be pretty. I did not want to be crushed and molded into that empty term; pretty. I wanted to move mountains and dance on the stars. I wanted to spray paint on the moon. I wanted intelligence and courage, and wit and charisma. I was a novel, not a page. then one day I finally realized that I could be both. we all could. and that's how I live now. we are all pretty. we all are made of stardust and memories and courage and charisma. we are.

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