kelly-belle - Hello Poetry

They said how your heart races and butterflies developing your stomach only happens when someone you love is holding you I used to have that except that was not past no longer part of me butterflies rise so high I feel anxious I used to miss that his lips hands touch boys and sense of security he gave me he has it rough that doesn't mean I don't care for him anymore I still think of him everyday but he played me like a broken violin that lost their strength has only Few Strings left because it was left in the attic untouched in the banded and alone I was played used and dissected to see vulnerable parts of myself I was naked the countless amounts of mistakes he made I always forgived Him because then I could not imagine not being with him and I know I look young when I'm tired of hearing that typical "Your to young you don't know what love is" because let me tell you you don't know how I feel you almost finished had because you're not me the definition of love doesn't come from a number called age or even the number of weight or the number and in jeans

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Mar 11, 2015

Mar 11, 2015 at 11:04 PM UTC

kelly-belle

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They said how your heart races and butterflies developing your stomach only happens when someone you love is holding you I used to have that except that was not past no longer part of me butterflies rise so high I feel anxious I used to miss that his lips hands touch boys and sense of security he gave me he has it rough that doesn't mean I don't care for him anymore I still think of him everyday but he played me like a broken violin that lost their strength has only Few Strings left because it was left in the attic untouched in the banded and alone I was played used and dissected to see vulnerable parts of myself I was naked the countless amounts of mistakes he made I always forgived Him because then I could not imagine not being with him and I know I look young when I'm tired of hearing that typical "Your to young you don't know what love is" because let me tell you you don't know how I feel you almost finished had because you're not me the definition of love doesn't come from a number called age or even the number of weight or the number and in jeans

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Boulders are weight down on me... Compacting my thought process, strangling the words that I'm trying to pass on.... The moon sits on me as if the stress wasn't enough, not including the names that come out of others mouth. The words that people think define, identify, and make me But they are wrong On a scale of **** to **** I've been called all..Despite those names, THESE are the one that matter. Marvelous, go getter, dream catcher, insightful, wise, and beautiful I like to believe I made myself to who I am. I like to think that I...that I am a work in progress and improving on the way. Until now, I thought they were right I thought I was everything less than human..To societies standards I meant nothing. I didn't meet their standard, my talent didn't matter nor did the help that I assisted other. The only thing that mattered was my appearance and wrong choices I've made Until now I thought that was who I am. I am much more than that, and I am aware now.

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Mar 6, 2015

Mar 6, 2015 at 10:58 AM UTC

kelly-belle

It's a dedicated letter,

Boulders are weight down on me... Compacting my thought process, strangling the words that I'm trying to pass on.... The moon sits on me as if the stress wasn't enough, not including the names that come out of others mouth. The words that people think define, identify, and make me But they are wrong On a scale of **** to **** I've been called all..Despite those names, THESE are the one that matter. Marvelous, go getter, dream catcher, insightful, wise, and beautiful I like to believe I made myself to who I am. I like to think that I...that I am a work in progress and improving on the way. Until now, I thought they were right I thought I was everything less than human..To societies standards I meant nothing. I didn't meet their standard, my talent didn't matter nor did the help that I assisted other. The only thing that mattered was my appearance and wrong choices I've made Until now I thought that was who I am. I am much more than that, and I am aware now.

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I remember the first time I looked in his eyes the first felt touch and unknown feelings the first uneven amount of butterflies in the pit that is my stomach the belief that he loved me was blinding me from creating that truth that lied right in front of me it was all a show completely fake a affinity of lies a set full of false feelings thats when my wall comes up I guarded myself he made me who i am and im okay with that Because im okay with me

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Mar 6, 2015

Mar 6, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC

kelly-belle

Its okay to be you

I remember the first time I looked in his eyes the first felt touch and unknown feelings the first uneven amount of butterflies in the pit that is my stomach the belief that he loved me was blinding me from creating that truth that lied right in front of me it was all a show completely fake a affinity of lies a set full of false feelings thats when my wall comes up I guarded myself he made me who i am and im okay with that Because im okay with me

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it started young before I could walk I was taught to believe and to this day I still do this grows over years, stronger and stronger miracles do exist I've seen more than enough to believe I've witnessed him in work I am a piece of recovery that comes from him I am a piece of his work, and I am beautiful I don't get acceptance from others, I get it from him you're not his second choice or overlooked He is most powerful I hope you take consideration K.B

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC

kelly-belle

my faith

it started young before I could walk I was taught to believe and to this day I still do this grows over years, stronger and stronger miracles do exist I've seen more than enough to believe I've witnessed him in work I am a piece of recovery that comes from him I am a piece of his work, and I am beautiful I don't get acceptance from others, I get it from him you're not his second choice or overlooked He is most powerful I hope you take consideration K.B

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Smiles so wide they can touch the moon bursting your eyes so wide they can even see the joy laughing so hard until breath no longer flows memory by memory, make it your best this is all you get You don't get to come back

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Feb 25, 2015

Feb 25, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC

kelly-belle

Stuck with this

Smiles so wide they can touch the moon bursting your eyes so wide they can even see the joy laughing so hard until breath no longer flows memory by memory, make it your best this is all you get You don't get to come back

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lifting yourself up is just one of the stepping stones to repairing yourself to what you used to be to what other people call "the old you" but newsflash its not my choice I dont get a say

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC

kelly-belle

Untitled

lifting yourself up is just one of the stepping stones to repairing yourself to what you used to be to what other people call "the old you" but newsflash its not my choice I dont get a say

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a loss of times a loss of memories a loss of plans a loss of control all side effects of moving on

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 2:27 PM UTC

kelly-belle

difference

a loss of times a loss of memories a loss of plans a loss of control all side effects of moving on

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I know what its like to be scared of your own mind examining yourself trying to escape the prison that is your brain

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC

kelly-belle

I understand

I know what its like to be scared of your own mind examining yourself trying to escape the prison that is your brain

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i see future i see love i see life you see disgust you see shame you see cheap

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 2:22 PM UTC

kelly-belle

Perspectives

i see future i see love i see life you see disgust you see shame you see cheap

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it began with a look from afar gossip between friends, late night calls, and snickers of secrets it spread like a virus he began to acknowledge, talk, and that smile that blew up like a volcano first date, how about a stomach is a pit of nervousness it developed into something called love his eyes were filled with the reflection of me i realized the importance of me is equivalent to his possession for cars i never knew its possible to mean that much to someone the sea of butterflies went over me like a bullet that paralyzed me his arms wrapped around me like it was his world he looked and spoke "here is to forever"

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC

kelly-belle

Precious boy

it began with a look from afar gossip between friends, late night calls, and snickers of secrets it spread like a virus he began to acknowledge, talk, and that smile that blew up like a volcano first date, how about a stomach is a pit of nervousness it developed into something called love his eyes were filled with the reflection of me i realized the importance of me is equivalent to his possession for cars i never knew its possible to mean that much to someone the sea of butterflies went over me like a bullet that paralyzed me his arms wrapped around me like it was his world he looked and spoke "here is to forever"

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