kaleigh-o - Hello Poetry

This is the bibliography of a lonely women: In a crowded room I stand Voices from end to end I see but I cannot hear For I have realized my biggest fear In a crowded room I am alone. In your arms I lay Soft kisses on every inch of my skin And here I am thinking again In your arms I am alone. This is the bibliography of a lonely women.

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Jun 8, 2017

Jun 8, 2017 at 3:10 AM UTC

Bibliography of a lonely women

This is the bibliography of a lonely women: In a crowded room I stand Voices from end to end I see but I cannot hear For I have realized my biggest fear In a crowded room I am alone. In your arms I lay Soft kisses on every inch of my skin And here I am thinking again In your arms I am alone. This is the bibliography of a lonely women.

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When I wear my naked face In the mirror I see disgrace Once because what I saw I did not seem to like at all Now that I have met you You showed me something I could not do I now accept me as me You untangled me, and set me free Thankful for you, I'll forever be.

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Jun 8, 2017

Jun 8, 2017 at 2:51 AM UTC

Naked Face

When I wear my naked face In the mirror I see disgrace Once because what I saw I did not seem to like at all Now that I have met you You showed me something I could not do I now accept me as me You untangled me, and set me free Thankful for you, I'll forever be.

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You don't need his hugs, you don't need his kisses, you don't need his touch, you don't need his love, you don't need him. You need your own love, you need yourself. He cannot save you with his words, you do not need to be saved by anyone but yourself. He can't fix you, you do not need fixing. You do not have to look into his eyes to see the stars, there is a sky full of burning asteroids right above you doll. His laughter is not your laughter, his smile is not your smile, you are your own.

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Oct 6, 2015

Oct 6, 2015 at 1:54 PM UTC

Note to self: You are your own

You don't need his hugs, you don't need his kisses, you don't need his touch, you don't need his love, you don't need him. You need your own love, you need yourself. He cannot save you with his words, you do not need to be saved by anyone but yourself. He can't fix you, you do not need fixing. You do not have to look into his eyes to see the stars, there is a sky full of burning asteroids right above you doll. His laughter is not your laughter, his smile is not your smile, you are your own.

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I am not a game piece and this is not a game. You cannot continue to move me where you desire. The loss of being 2 steps ahead and then moving 7 steps behind is tiring. I am not a game piece and this is not a game.

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Mar 24, 2015

Mar 24, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC

Game piece

I am not a game piece and this is not a game. You cannot continue to move me where you desire. The loss of being 2 steps ahead and then moving 7 steps behind is tiring. I am not a game piece and this is not a game.

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Your skin is the canvas My fingertips are the paintbrush Every touch, every stroke, every glide upon it creates a mark For what I am becomes what you are And what you are becomes the purpose of me

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Jan 14, 2015

Jan 14, 2015 at 11:57 PM UTC

Skin

Your skin is the canvas My fingertips are the paintbrush Every touch, every stroke, every glide upon it creates a mark For what I am becomes what you are And what you are becomes the purpose of me

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After a while there becomes a feeling of apathy A hollow and empty feeling A decrepit emotion Running rampant through your veins You no longer feel ingenuous But instead replaced by obsolete The parsimonious sentiment seeps into your pores As it soon takes control of your whole body But we revel in this emotion This quandary emotion

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Dec 7, 2014

Dec 7, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC

Pain we look for

After a while there becomes a feeling of apathy A hollow and empty feeling A decrepit emotion Running rampant through your veins You no longer feel ingenuous But instead replaced by obsolete The parsimonious sentiment seeps into your pores As it soon takes control of your whole body But we revel in this emotion This quandary emotion

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The waves compelled her to jump To feel the adrenaline that made her heart thump To walk right in and be comforted by the endless blanket of sea She knew that danger could arise, the kind that sets her free The desire to do so took its toll, she knew this would be her last chance She closed her eyes and with a smile she got into her stance As she jumped, she felt the world blow off her without a care She then realized that life itself is just one huge dare

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Oct 3, 2014

Oct 3, 2014 at 1:00 PM UTC

Life is one huge dare

The waves compelled her to jump To feel the adrenaline that made her heart thump To walk right in and be comforted by the endless blanket of sea She knew that danger could arise, the kind that sets her free The desire to do so took its toll, she knew this would be her last chance She closed her eyes and with a smile she got into her stance As she jumped, she felt the world blow off her without a care She then realized that life itself is just one huge dare

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By the ocean, standing alone, no one else but me. I decided to jump, become a part of the never ending sea. Swim far, far away never to turn back. Swimming, swimming, swimming, swimming, on a different track. Keep on going, far enough will always be to close. All the failures of my past, never to be exposed. Hurry time is running out, it is almost dawn. By the time they notice I'm missing, I'll already be gone.

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Oct 3, 2014

Oct 3, 2014 at 1:00 PM UTC

Gone.

By the ocean, standing alone, no one else but me. I decided to jump, become a part of the never ending sea. Swim far, far away never to turn back. Swimming, swimming, swimming, swimming, on a different track. Keep on going, far enough will always be to close. All the failures of my past, never to be exposed. Hurry time is running out, it is almost dawn. By the time they notice I'm missing, I'll already be gone.

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