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lindsey-wells
lindsey-wells
We are empty souls Heaving Breathing Believing That something better exists If not on this earth Then in our hearts Clawing our skin Trying to get in To release This beauty we hold inside ourselves It’s there Isn’t it? A fresh start, a new day All that stands between Is a flimsy piece of skin Withholding all our sins
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
Inside
his hands soft with a light touch dancing across me with a purpose all of my thoughts disappear its just him and i nothing else matters but his hands brown and smooth weightless against me gliding everywhere swimming through my skin in and out gentle with determination with the lights down and everyone so close eyes shut and whispers dangerous passion nothing matters except his hands
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 1:38 PM UTC
His Hands
You know those nights that everything goes wrong When the break of daylight seems to move on When you speak words that destroy another And feel like a child that lost her mother You ******* the world over, and it's him you miss But now your scared, those lips you won't kiss He stole your heart from the very first day Now in his heart shows where your future lays Your mind is complicated and confused Because you were his girl, his muse But you hurt him with a stupid reason Now time won't pass another season It's time to wait, feeling like your in his choke While he thinks about those words you spoke You were up all night, no sleep just tears It's exactly this thing that you feared
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 1:18 AM UTC
One Year Ago
Alone But everyones laughing Enjoying life While I'm staring from what feels like the outside
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Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 5:14 AM UTC
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Give me a reason to believe in something. Anything at all.
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Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 9:28 AM UTC
Untitled
an empty heart heaves for life inside you
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Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 12:14 AM UTC
inside
I feel like A superhero Even though I haven't done much I have The superpower of invisibility I help others By disappearing From their lives
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 2:38 AM UTC
Heros and Powers
My nervous system It is too nervous to feel Anything at all
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Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 1:20 AM UTC
nerves
The tubes to my lungs are closing Its like A noose Tied around my vocal chords And inside my blood. Its suffocating All the words And air From escaping My heart.
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Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 1:18 AM UTC
Last Breath
for life is a jungle and to live we should wish with unknown definitions and see in color with invisible ink. because to be a bird is to not follow where another desires but to take another under your wing when reality looks bad.
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 12:53 AM UTC
Under Your Wing