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A fragile little bird devoid of love and filled up with bruises.A fragile little bird, with a torn wing sits on a wire, separate from the others, clinging to himself in the cold wind / All his life he has had to hold his lungs close to himself, hold his heart even closer, for heart is a traitor / Hold it in, close the doors and nail the wooden planks, line the heavy furniture long the doors ,walls naked devoid of any ink that would sketched his heart,
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Oct 11, 2013
And I wanted to believe I’ll be the redemptionI have never wanted to believe in anything [you] so desperately. / I was clinging on to it, like it was the only way to breathe; only way to be free, imprisoning me from the suffocating society norms– / Waking up on the coarse sheets, smelling like roses and whiskey, your scars brushing my freckled delicately folded arms bathing in the morning rays,
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Jun 9, 2013
Break.Its one of those days,when you just want curl up under the sheets, / and **cry**,till you cant feel anything. / But the tears never fall,
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May 22, 2013
Careless drivers of this love.Days and days pass, buds bloom into flowers, they grow into a love, pluck them like stars, but they fade out, / Their night is longer than stars and in our case; we can’t ever seem to find the reflection of the sun rays on our face / The bouquet of crimson roses wilt in the absence of truth, I lay on my bed, sorting out the messes where my hands lay guilty,
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Oct 27, 2013
Drown meKiss my skin, lungs to limbs, **** the breath, out of my lungs, lick my earlobes, bite my lips, **** on my ******* don’t leave me halfway and make me fall in love with you. Make me feel all of that, intensity, passion, scarring, burning and true love. Make me.
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Oct 21, 2013
Endless DesireThis misery is eating us alive / Blame me for not letting you breathe / That’s all you do, hate is pushing us to survive
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May 7, 2013
Escape this amnesia.Coral evening sky casting a warm glow, in this lightening claimed dusky sky / Your shy smile bursting into a fit of giggles as I tickle you, my fingertips pressed to your belly, lingering / Starry eyes mirroring this evident desire,
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May 14, 2013
Fear Of RejectionI don’t think I fear anything more than being rejected; I have been rejected more times than the counting a 5 year old knows / Little kid isn’t afraid to jump in puddles, splashes of mud cake his jeans hems and droplets of mud line on his chin to cheeks to his hairline and / He does his little dance out in the street if he hears his favorite song play, he sings lullabies in broken voice, messing up all the words, but smiling nonetheless
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Nov 21, 2013
her or me?I am afraid,you'll realize that i am *not good enough[for you]* / I am just holding onto lies,but my blind faith in them is turning out to be useless,without white cane. / I am petrified to ask,who will you choose when the fate will be our enemy,**her or me?**
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Aug 3, 2013
He was afraid that if she closed her eyes they would never open again.He was afraid that if she closed her eyes they would never open again / She was always tired these days, her smile stunted, the crinkling in her eyes when she laughed, foreshadowed by the tears, / Like rain droplets underneath which they danced at 3 pm in the Missouri crossings,
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Oct 31, 2013
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