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roberta-adele
roberta-adele
the bareness of a blank white page scares me, rips all thought of words from my mind.
all i remembered was that i did not care for the feeling, that i did not want to be that person. feel that hurt. Now i am that person. i feel that hurt.
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May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 4:56 PM UTC
The Isle
A friend attempted to break me Took a love of mine from under me She won't approach me now I smiled when I saw her, just yesterday She packed up her things and left
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Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 6:46 PM UTC
Untitled
Men leave me in silence Hiding their love Hiding their pain Not a word is uttered As they walk out through my door A glance, not meant to be seen I have seen before.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
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Snapping the air from where it settled around my face, dragging it to lungs . Exhaling through lips that formed words, I had no intention of saying.
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 4:14 PM UTC
**voices**
sometimes I fidget uncomfortable with the weight of the words that course through my veins
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Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC
Blood
You're done. No more. The end. Tears rise threatening to fall and slide down cheeks chin down on to chest. Breath clutches in the cage made by bone. Goodbye.
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Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 7:45 PM UTC
Untitled
i have only ever known you with the smile that turns down at each corner just ever so slightly with the eyes that are dead right back at the core you smiled once and told me noone knew the reality of you breath caught in your chest as i lay my head there all but you
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
William
In the box that housed, my shiny red boots. Lie the reminders of the life I had. With you. Used cinema tickets, crumpled and torn. Print outs from photo booths. Our inhibitions swept away, by the buzz of drink.
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC
DM box
reading the news, safe in our beds of the man whose condition was critical lying in his hospital bed the shooting had happened whilst the all nighters were stumbling home how had they missed him this man in such need bullet wounds allowing blood scarlet blood to run free on the way to the shop our minds blurred stomachs empty splatters of blood scarlet blood were seen larger pools of it collected at every door how had they not heard him the man in such need
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
london town
smile darling let me watch the change in the blue of your eyes as they light with the joy spreading across your face
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Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC
darling