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natalie-writes
natalie-writes
i am bad at poetry.
to some spring cleaning may be about donating the shirt you haven't worn since 7th grade or dusting every single picture frame or scrubbing the tile or sweeping and vacuuming that's not my spring cleaning my spring cleaning is about changing the way i've been ever since the 7th grade and changing every single thing about me or creating the persona i want to be or removing and restarting that's my spring cleaning n.d.
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 10:36 AM UTC
elbow grease
my hand lifts instinctively almost with a mind of its own to rub my clavicle and to brush my collarbone my knees push together making sure, checking again that in fact my thighs don't touch making me look down and smile, then. my breaths become deeper and longer my fingers strumming my ribs like guitar strings being able to play them like keys is one of my favorite things my stomach is concave the hunger feels good things a looking better like I thought they would. my weight is double digits and im light and fragile i want to get lower I won't stop for a while n.d.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 11:28 PM UTC
skinny girl, good job
my hand lifts instinctively almost with a mind of its own to rub my clavicle and to brush my collarbone my knees push together making sure, checking again that in fact my thighs don't touch making me look down and smile, then. my breaths become deeper and longer my fingers strumming my ribs like guitar strings being able to play them like keys is one of my favorite things my stomach is concave the hunger feels good things a looking better like I thought they would.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 11:27 PM UTC
skinny girl, good job
people say they're lonely but they've never really felt alone. they've never felt walking into a crowded room and been a common enemy. they've never felt the gazes of familiar faces all wanting you to leave. they've never felt just wanting someone to sit and listen they've never felt the acceptance that no one cares. they've felt lonely, but not alone. n.d.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 11:18 PM UTC
alone
its painful, how obviously you know that you control me you don't have to bother throwing rocks at my window if im already in the doorway so you are playing puppet by tugging on my heart strings to make me dance n.d.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 11:13 PM UTC
Untitled
new clothes and new shoes wont change who i am just like hair dye and make up can't change my personality and a new school and a new house can't change my history n.d.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 11:08 PM UTC
changes
i fancy the thought of diving into a slumber like diving into a pool with soft pillows and fresh sheets rippling. and much like swimming and wading sometimes i wish i could stay here forever but we know that'd drown me and that'd feel just like how it feels when i wake up and my reality can't even compare to sleep. n.d.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 11:05 PM UTC
goodnight
heartache after heartache i wind up with you and headache after headache i will always forgive and after every heartbreak the pain never stops n.d.
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
Untitled
my book may be filled but that does not mean that my mind is empty n.d.
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Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 2:33 PM UTC
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you make me break but i don't get mad you always come back to heal me but what if one day you break me and you don't come back and i stay broken forever? n.d.
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 2:56 PM UTC
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