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mels
mels
English i never been one whose good at explaining what im like, lets just say my name is mel, im 17 and i write poems to escape from reality and the problems it brings.
it is exactly 2 months and 3 days since you left the world and you would think that in such a small amount of time that the ones that were close to you would remember your scent, the way you dressed and the way you had your hair but they didn't. i could tell you all of the things that i have mentioned one by one. Your hair, it was blonde and never set right when it was cut, your golden locks which came down past your eyes, well let me tell you something, i thought they were beautiful and as i saw you lying there-lifeless with no movement at all, well a thousand memories came rushing by i remember the time, we lay in bed, not doing much, but as my hand ruffled through those locks, well i knew that you, yes you, were the one for me. i remember our first dance at the summer ball, you held my waist so delicately and i held your neck and as your locks touched my pale hands, well darling it sent shivers down my spine and last but not least, i remember the day you left, i tickled your hair, putting it in place-which may i add was completely pointless because as you stepped out the door, i saw it, i saw the rain come pouring down. i never stopped you to tell you that i loved you and darling theres not a moment in time that i regret that decision. Your scent, well my dear it was like cigarettes, it didn't appeal to everyone but to me it was the most perfect cologne in the world, many people told me to stay away from you but i craved that smell, it was like it gave me the strength to carry on when the world was in darkness. i remember your scent on that day, the day when i lost the most precious thing in the world-you, it was that same cologne and as i took a breath and the tears fell effortlessly off my face, well i inhaled that smell like it was the last time i would ever smell it. One day i walked past a man in the street, i thought it was you, there it was that cologne and in that moment, i suddenly thought maybe you weren't gone and maybe in a few hours time you would walk through the door like you normally did-but you didn't. I miss the way you dressed, how you didn't care what you looked like as long as it pleased me and i remember the memories which i will forever keep in my mind, of that saturday night, when i caught you in a non matching tracksuit and darling, you still looked handsome, i wish that i could tell you now, just how beautiful you were because you never believed it and thats why you're gone now.
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Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 12:43 PM UTC
to you
it is exactly 2 months and 3 days since you left the world and you would think that in such a small amount of time that the ones that were close to you would remember your scent, the way you dressed and the way you had your hair but they didn't. i could tell you all of the things that i have mentioned one by one. Your hair, it was blonde and never set right when it was cut, your golden locks which came down past your eyes, well let me tell you something, i thought they were beautiful and as i saw you lying there-lifeless with no movement at all, well a thousand memories came rushing by i remember the time, we lay in bed, not doing much, but as my hand ruffled through those locks, well i knew that you, yes you, were the one for me. i remember our first dance at the summer ball, you held my waist so delicately and i held your neck and as your locks touched my pale hands, well darling it sent shivers down my spine and last but not least, i remember the day you left, i tickled your hair, putting it in place-which may i add was completely pointless because as you stepped out the door, i saw it, i saw the rain come pouring down. i never stopped you to tell you that i loved you and darling theres not a moment in time that i regret that decision. Your scent, well my dear it was like cigarettes, it didn't appeal to everyone but to me it was the most perfect cologne in the world, many people told me to stay away from you but i craved that smell, it was like it gave me the strength to carry on when the world was in darkness. i remember your scent on that day, the day when i lost the most precious thing in the world-you, it was that same cologne and as i took a breath and the tears fell effortlessly off my face, well i inhaled that smell like it was the last time i would ever smell it. One day i walked past a man in the street, i thought it was you, there it was that cologne and in that moment, i suddenly thought maybe you weren't gone and maybe in a few hours time you would walk through the door like you normally did-but you didn't. I miss the way you dressed, how you didn't care what you looked like as long as it pleased me and i remember the memories which i will forever keep in my mind, of that saturday night, when i caught you in a non matching tracksuit and darling, you still looked handsome, i wish that i could tell you now, just how beautiful you were because you never believed it and thats why you're gone now.
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its shiny its rusty its the first thing she grabbed when she felt pain within because its better to match the way she felt on the inside to how she looked on the outside and who could forget that feeling of the silver blade sliding down her arm and the crimson red blood weeping from her cuts as she becomes alive again as the feeling from the blade sent electricity down her spine.
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Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 1:47 PM UTC
blade
it shows me a girl a girl i don't recognize a girl whose never happy with her appearance a girl who never fully smiles anymore because of the things it shows her it shows her, her deepest flaws it shatters her whole until all that remains is a hollow shell a shell of her former self because of the things she sees mirror mirror, on the wall cant you see that you're breaking her inside mirror mirror, on the wall can't you see shes fading now mirror mirror, on the wall how i wish you'd make her laugh how i wish she'd form a perfect curve on her face because she is beautiful oh mirror mirror, on the wall she is dead now because the things she saw mirror mirror, on the floor sorry i smashed you into tiny pieces but thats what you did to me.
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Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 1:19 PM UTC
mirror
you broke every bone inside of me you crushed me when you told me you didn't want us anymore you sent a million daggers through my heart and pierced every major vein but i still want you i want you so bad.
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Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 1:05 PM UTC
skeleton
should i tell you what my love for you means its like ice cream on a hot summers day welcoming and refreshing sliding down my throat cooling me.
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Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 10:53 AM UTC
ice cream
should i share all the memories i have with you because that's what they are memories i remember our springs spent indoors while we watched the pouring rain from our window i remember our autumns spent jumping in the colour changing leaves i remember our summers the long kisses while we sailed far far away from reality i remember our last winter together it was cold and bitter without you to keep me warm to protect me the dark,dark hole in my mind.
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Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 12:01 PM UTC
memories
your soul was like january,cold and bitter your mind like feburary ,exciting and unpredictable your finger tips like march  , beginning to become warm. your face like may, forever changing its emotion your body like june, as hot as the burning sun
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Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 11:57 AM UTC
months
your face was full of colour and joy our hands slid together and entwined together we created miracles then my hand slipped from yours and i slipped out of you life forever your face is now like ****** coloured skies because all the colour had been drained from your constant battles with me and your mind
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Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC
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id like to lay in bed with you more often because then i could be engulfed in your heavenly scent you see our bodies fit perfectly together and i like the way i fit in your messy white sheets and im hoping, no praying that you stay with me forever.
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Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 11:46 AM UTC
scent
hey, we said our goodbyes so why are you still around you blew me gentle kisses which i caught with both hands to make sure it would not slip from underneath the weight of my hands i placed it to my heart hoping it would go deep down into the centre of my heart and it would stay there so that i would have a tiny piece of you wherever i went.
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Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 11:43 AM UTC
you