natalie-perez-1 - Hello Poetry

"I glanced at him and my eyes widened and it seemed as though every constellation had come together to craft his perfection; and I questioned how the one who could drag me to hell still remain my heaven" -n.p.

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Jun 29, 2014

Jun 29, 2014 at 4:58 AM UTC

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"I glanced at him and my eyes widened and it seemed as though every constellation had come together to craft his perfection; and I questioned how the one who could drag me to hell still remain my heaven" -n.p.

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And in the evening. I wrote poems on his back. His skin was my journal. My fingertips were my pen. And as they dug deep into his skin he became a work of art. Even more so than he already was. -n.p

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Aug 7, 2013

Aug 7, 2013 at 7:56 PM UTC

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And in the evening. I wrote poems on his back. His skin was my journal. My fingertips were my pen. And as they dug deep into his skin he became a work of art. Even more so than he already was. -n.p

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But she couldn't harm a fly So she picked herself apart instead -n.p.

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Jul 10, 2013

Jul 10, 2013 at 7:21 PM UTC

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But she couldn't harm a fly So she picked herself apart instead -n.p.

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You were my Prince Charming. I hope you know that. Now you've gone and found yourself a new princess. But you're still my Prince Charming Even if ill never get to call you mine -n.p.

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Jul 9, 2013

Jul 9, 2013 at 10:46 PM UTC

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You were my Prince Charming. I hope you know that. Now you've gone and found yourself a new princess. But you're still my Prince Charming Even if ill never get to call you mine -n.p.

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Is it weird? That I don't believe in love? My parents met at the age of 14 and have been together ever since. But I don't believe in love I believe two people can really like eachother. But to love someone is to know all their darkest secrets and to still have the desire to hold them close to you. So you can like someone, you can lust after them But can you really love them? -n.p.

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Jul 9, 2013

Jul 9, 2013 at 3:05 AM UTC

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Is it weird? That I don't believe in love? My parents met at the age of 14 and have been together ever since. But I don't believe in love I believe two people can really like eachother. But to love someone is to know all their darkest secrets and to still have the desire to hold them close to you. So you can like someone, you can lust after them But can you really love them? -n.p.

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He stands up tall beating at his chest like he's king of the jungle. But in reality he's ripping at his flesh in order to release the demons that are eating away at the thing that lays beneath The skin and bones because he won't let his demons take his throne -n.p.

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Jul 9, 2013

Jul 9, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC

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He stands up tall beating at his chest like he's king of the jungle. But in reality he's ripping at his flesh in order to release the demons that are eating away at the thing that lays beneath The skin and bones because he won't let his demons take his throne -n.p.

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And so I broke his heart so I could know how it felt to be one who isn't broken -n.p.

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Jul 9, 2013

Jul 9, 2013 at 12:08 AM UTC

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And so I broke his heart so I could know how it felt to be one who isn't broken -n.p.

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*You ****** me over* When you promised me those long nights wrapped in your arms *You ****** me over* With that show stopping smile that ripped the air from my lungs leaving me speechless *You ****** me over* And I loved every minute if it And if I could go back in time I wouldn't change a thing and I guess that's when **I ****** myself over** -n.p.

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Jul 8, 2013

Jul 8, 2013 at 4:05 PM UTC

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*You ****** me over* When you promised me those long nights wrapped in your arms *You ****** me over* With that show stopping smile that ripped the air from my lungs leaving me speechless *You ****** me over* And I loved every minute if it And if I could go back in time I wouldn't change a thing and I guess that's when **I ****** myself over** -n.p.

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Are you ever so unsure about your feelings for someone? Like you might love them so much that it drives you to hate them with all your being? The desire to crash your lips against theirs repulsing you to the point that it slowly widdles your brain into a mixingpot of emotions of both love and loath n.p.

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Jul 8, 2013

Jul 8, 2013 at 2:41 AM UTC

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Are you ever so unsure about your feelings for someone? Like you might love them so much that it drives you to hate them with all your being? The desire to crash your lips against theirs repulsing you to the point that it slowly widdles your brain into a mixingpot of emotions of both love and loath n.p.

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It's funny isn't it? How parents could simply watch their children destroy themselves without giving it a second thought? How the very beings that ever so carefully create us can watch us pick ourselves apart without even a morsel of suspicion that we're slipping through the cracks How a parent could look a their child's broken smile and think behind it there isn't a crushed spirit. n.p.

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Jul 8, 2013

Jul 8, 2013 at 12:22 AM UTC

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It's funny isn't it? How parents could simply watch their children destroy themselves without giving it a second thought? How the very beings that ever so carefully create us can watch us pick ourselves apart without even a morsel of suspicion that we're slipping through the cracks How a parent could look a their child's broken smile and think behind it there isn't a crushed spirit. n.p.

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