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The sadness our souls endure only mend us in the end.

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Mar 15, 2015

Mar 15, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC

The sadness our souls endure only mend us in the end.

The taste of your lips stains not only the places you kiss, but every other atom that reminisces inside me. Blood flows through my arteries but nothing compares to the fireworks that shoot through my veins that no one can quite see. Your body laced into mine makes me realize home isn't always a place, maybe it's something with lungs and two eyes. And those two eyes rest among your face, and they make me forget the world and I can't help but get lost in them sometimes. And the lungs I talk about find shelter beneath the rib cage I feel under your skin when I run my fingers down your spine. I have only one wish in this ever changing world and that is to possess the ability of calling you mine.

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Mar 14, 2015

Mar 14, 2015 at 5:10 PM UTC

M.R. Poetry

The taste of your lips stains not only the places you kiss, but every other atom that reminisces inside me. Blood flows through my arteries but nothing compares to the fireworks that shoot through my veins that no one can quite see. Your body laced into mine makes me realize home isn't always a place, maybe it's something with lungs and two eyes. And those two eyes rest among your face, and they make me forget the world and I can't help but get lost in them sometimes. And the lungs I talk about find shelter beneath the rib cage I feel under your skin when I run my fingers down your spine. I have only one wish in this ever changing world and that is to possess the ability of calling you mine.

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and my thoughts remind me.. You couldn't not give up on something that gave up on itself.

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Mar 8, 2015

Mar 8, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC

M.R. Poetry

and my thoughts remind me.. You couldn't not give up on something that gave up on itself.

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Clouded thoughts of you incript my mind and my hands grasp my chest as I seem to have lost the ability to breathe somewhere along the winding road where on every corner you sold me lies. I thought the innocence you portrayed was liable to your soul but I was hypnotized by the way your eyes wandered my body and the color in them stole the vividity of my creative mind so now as I sit and try to combine words that will never fully portray the sense of wonder you left me with every time you failed to reply to my missed calls and texts I question whether you genuinely loved me or loved the idea of my body against yours in the moonlight.

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Mar 4, 2015

Mar 4, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC

(M.R. Poetry)

Clouded thoughts of you incript my mind and my hands grasp my chest as I seem to have lost the ability to breathe somewhere along the winding road where on every corner you sold me lies. I thought the innocence you portrayed was liable to your soul but I was hypnotized by the way your eyes wandered my body and the color in them stole the vividity of my creative mind so now as I sit and try to combine words that will never fully portray the sense of wonder you left me with every time you failed to reply to my missed calls and texts I question whether you genuinely loved me or loved the idea of my body against yours in the moonlight.

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And your kisses shot fireworks all through my veins but I swear to God baby it was the best pain

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Feb 3, 2015

Feb 3, 2015 at 11:20 PM UTC

M.R. Poetry

And your kisses shot fireworks all through my veins but I swear to God baby it was the best pain

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Your essence as a whole is an impenetrable force field of which nothing can destroy except what's inside.

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Feb 2, 2015

Feb 2, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC

M.R. Poetry

Your essence as a whole is an impenetrable force field of which nothing can destroy except what's inside.

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ocean tides carry sea salt onto the quiet shore only to wash it away

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Jan 20, 2015

Jan 20, 2015 at 8:24 PM UTC

M.R. Poetry

ocean tides carry sea salt onto the quiet shore only to wash it away

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And I didn't talk to anybody for weeks. I just went through my daily deeds as if they were engraved in my mind and I was programmed on everything I did. I felt like a robot. I mean, I felt nothing after the night I felt everything. I will never understand how one could embrace someone in hatred. I thought his arms were made for loving and I thought the enticing looks he spared me meant something more than my body.

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Jan 17, 2015

Jan 17, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC

M.R. Poetry

And I didn't talk to anybody for weeks. I just went through my daily deeds as if they were engraved in my mind and I was programmed on everything I did. I felt like a robot. I mean, I felt nothing after the night I felt everything. I will never understand how one could embrace someone in hatred. I thought his arms were made for loving and I thought the enticing looks he spared me meant something more than my body.

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The nights you filled my lungs with blackness were the nights I couldn't breathe.

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Jan 16, 2015

Jan 16, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC

M.R. Poetry

The nights you filled my lungs with blackness were the nights I couldn't breathe.

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You extinguished my hopes, and you shattered the bones protecting my heart. You single handedly ripped the breath from my lungs saturating every atom with your presence. I suppose though it's okay that you hurt me because life isn't always fair. And the ones we love don't always infatuate themselves into us in the alikeness in which we did to them.

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Jan 16, 2015

Jan 16, 2015 at 10:31 PM UTC

M.R. Poetry

You extinguished my hopes, and you shattered the bones protecting my heart. You single handedly ripped the breath from my lungs saturating every atom with your presence. I suppose though it's okay that you hurt me because life isn't always fair. And the ones we love don't always infatuate themselves into us in the alikeness in which we did to them.

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