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riley-papile
riley-papile
though her home is on the surface / she is still a universe
dark. so dark you wouldn't see your hand if you put it in front of your face. and you most definitely wouldn't see what lies beyond it. shadows and stars, goosebumps and scars. i dont remember the last time i slept with the light off.
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Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 9:56 AM UTC
nightmare
i should have known that when you didn't say "i love you too," you probably never would.
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Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
Untitled
When it seems we've lost the spark that sets our love ablaze i know that through this haze ill find the strength to still come back to you. When there's nothing that i seem to do but think of you though all it does is tear me into two ill still come back to you. And even though my heart is trembling trying to keep still i will come back to you each and every time.
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 11:54 PM UTC
we will remain
you are the most beautiful flower i have ever seen. the sweet scent of you is one that stays on my mind throughout countless hours and days alike. your vibrant petals of the brightest scarlet captivate my gaze and i cannot look away. in my palms i only feel the softness of your petals and neglect the sharpness of your thorns. blind to the negative, always. always. silly me. everybody knows that the seasons come and go. and by winter all the flowers wilt and nothing's left behind but emptiness where they once grew. autumn took you from me and i did not notice until winter came along with the brisk reality that all roses wilt. and that even the most beautiful of roses has its thorns.
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 8:52 PM UTC
winter
each day brings a new form of emptiness. a sunrise that mimics the flame in your eyes and the moon that reminds me how quickly they moved on. now each day im traveling through the motions of life but never fully living. cause without you im not dead, but ill never be alive. you see, living is not the same as being alive. because to truly be alive i would need you. and sure they said youd come and go, and now they say move on. but how can i move on when id rather be dead than to love someone else? i guess sometimes people just leave us like how life can slip from the most desperate of grasps. and most times, we can't tell the difference. because the one who makes us feel so alive is the one who holds the gun.
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Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 11:34 PM UTC
living is not the same as being alive
you're all it took you're all it takes to make me feel alive. but now i find that you're not here, so why the hell am i.
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
alive
believe me when i say that id throw my life away to just be by your side again until my dying day cause without you im not me and im never gonna be til youre holding me so tight again that you are all i see.
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Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
one day
the strength inside me disappeared cause it took all of me to pretend that i stopped loving you cause you stopped loving me.
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Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
love.
You go through girls like I go through books but you found it strange how I preferred how they smell over perfume There were days where I gave you everything I had on a silver plate and there were days when this plate was nowhere to be found I fell in love with you, I fell in love so hard it broke me And ever since you left my heart has been beating differently I don't sleep anymore and I have a constant lump in my throat growing like a tumor I'm losing people like tree leaves on an autumn afternoon I think I'm losing my mind as well In my dreams, you were still gone And I was searching for you in the dark with my eyes closed There was no hope There is no hope With everyday that passes, I know I'll wake up and you will still be gone I miss you so much my bones ache I wonder how you managed to detach yourself from me like you were a garden and I was just a wilting flower Nothing matters anymore Not the books Not the trees Not the dreams Ever since you were gone, I had to bite my tongue so hard I think it's cut off Now the only thing I could do is write a hundred poems that belonged to the ocean and leave them at your door Hoping one day, you'll taste my tears in them And maybe, just maybe You'll find your way back to me.
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Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 5:16 PM UTC
Nowhere, not even in my dreams.
when "I miss you" isn't enough?
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Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 5:12 PM UTC
what do you say