madi-lennox - Hello Poetry

Your name is the loveliest word I've ever said. In my life I've never known someone like you. Your aura is a quilt that I could spend all day in if you'd let me. I think the chances of me meeting another you are absurd and I find the whole idea to be terrifying. I could make so much room for you in my heart.

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madi-lennox

Aug 20, 2014

Aug 20, 2014 at 12:45 PM UTC

megan-grace

What I Thought at 4 a.m.

Your name is the loveliest word I've ever said. In my life I've never known someone like you. Your aura is a quilt that I could spend all day in if you'd let me. I think the chances of me meeting another you are absurd and I find the whole idea to be terrifying. I could make so much room for you in my heart.

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We were lovers, we were lovers or so it seemed. We were lovers, with burning souls and hearts on fire. We were lovers, always heavy never taken lightly. We were lovers, or so it seemed. Maybe we were never in love at all.

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Jan 15, 2014

Jan 15, 2014 at 7:30 PM UTC

madi-lennox

Lovers or Love

We were lovers, we were lovers or so it seemed. We were lovers, with burning souls and hearts on fire. We were lovers, always heavy never taken lightly. We were lovers, or so it seemed. Maybe we were never in love at all.

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One of the many things you will have to believe without seeing is the way people choose to survive.

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Jan 10, 2014

Jan 10, 2014 at 10:17 AM UTC

madi-lennox

Theory #2

One of the many things you will have to believe without seeing is the way people choose to survive.

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I feel as though my handwriting isn't pretty enough to write down the ugly thoughts in my head.

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Jan 5, 2014

Jan 5, 2014 at 2:17 PM UTC

madi-lennox

Theory #1

I feel as though my handwriting isn't pretty enough to write down the ugly thoughts in my head.

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No matter how much scrubbing I do, your fingerprints and DNA are still left all over my body.

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Dec 31, 2013

Dec 31, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC

madi-lennox

Left to Linger

No matter how much scrubbing I do, your fingerprints and DNA are still left all over my body.

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No amount of drugs I do, no amount of alcohol I drink, and no amount of boys I kiss will ever make me forget you.

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Dec 31, 2013

Dec 31, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC

madi-lennox

No Amount

No amount of drugs I do, no amount of alcohol I drink, and no amount of boys I kiss will ever make me forget you.

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You did this to me. You created this in me. You made me out to be what I am today. You ripped me apart, from the outside in. Then you left. And now I'm left to fend for myself. Alone. Alone. So lonely.

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Dec 18, 2013

Dec 18, 2013 at 4:02 PM UTC

madi-lennox

Alone

You did this to me. You created this in me. You made me out to be what I am today. You ripped me apart, from the outside in. Then you left. And now I'm left to fend for myself. Alone. Alone. So lonely.

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I can't wait. I can't wait to one day press my lips against your lips. I can't wait to one day feel your warm skin on mine. I can't wait to one day feel you, a part of me. Again. I cannot wait.

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 6:59 PM UTC

madi-lennox

Waiting

I can't wait. I can't wait to one day press my lips against your lips. I can't wait to one day feel your warm skin on mine. I can't wait to one day feel you, a part of me. Again. I cannot wait.

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The way you spoke to me, ever so witty and clever; made my stomach a sanctuary for spring butterflies. The brief, but simply sweet looks you gave. My heart, always like a popsicle on a hot, steamy summer day in july. it was always the little things.

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 6:44 PM UTC

madi-lennox

Winter, It was

The way you spoke to me, ever so witty and clever; made my stomach a sanctuary for spring butterflies. The brief, but simply sweet looks you gave. My heart, always like a popsicle on a hot, steamy summer day in july. it was always the little things.

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I stopped writing. I stopped writing because I thought maybe then you would dissolve into nothing just like I did to you. But you stayed, more present than ever, you stayed.

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 6:40 PM UTC

madi-lennox

Only in my Mind

I stopped writing. I stopped writing because I thought maybe then you would dissolve into nothing just like I did to you. But you stayed, more present than ever, you stayed.

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