stellla - Hello Poetry

23/1/14 bruised skies casting purple shadows A glimpse of orange reflected in the window opposite empty streets, empty cars

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Sep 22, 2014

Sep 22, 2014 at 12:32 PM UTC

stellla

suburban winter

23/1/14 bruised skies casting purple shadows A glimpse of orange reflected in the window opposite empty streets, empty cars

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fear teaches us not to trust and forces us to think something to be practiced more often before our planet becomes polluted with stupidity aliens would laugh.

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Sep 22, 2014

Sep 22, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC

stellla

stupid planet?

fear teaches us not to trust and forces us to think something to be practiced more often before our planet becomes polluted with stupidity aliens would laugh.

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I like disjointed sentences with no apparent correlation and lower case letters to soften each blow

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Sep 22, 2014

Sep 22, 2014 at 12:29 PM UTC

stellla

i

I like disjointed sentences with no apparent correlation and lower case letters to soften each blow

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29/4/14 I have the urge to spill my tears in hopes that their sadness will absorb some of my own For I am not the embodiment of beauty. I am a lesser being, I conform only to the standard named 'average' . (and I can see) No straight, natural-style hair Tanned skin, white teeth, big eyes. Non compatible But non compatible with the other side of pretty Frail, fragile and magical. Pale skin and paler hair, collarbones and wrists. Unexceptional and desperately mediocre (and I can see) Revolving around this society's mentality that beauty is a set thing, and of course it is (I can see) I spill my tears

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC

stellla

" beauty-queen (in tears) "

29/4/14 I have the urge to spill my tears in hopes that their sadness will absorb some of my own For I am not the embodiment of beauty. I am a lesser being, I conform only to the standard named 'average' . (and I can see) No straight, natural-style hair Tanned skin, white teeth, big eyes. Non compatible But non compatible with the other side of pretty Frail, fragile and magical. Pale skin and paler hair, collarbones and wrists. Unexceptional and desperately mediocre (and I can see) Revolving around this society's mentality that beauty is a set thing, and of course it is (I can see) I spill my tears

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and I can already feel the maggots crawling over my skin and burrowing into my body my leg won't stop jumping and I'm still alive windowsills littered with tiny corpses darting in the whites of my eyes reptile-skin shedding more each day scaly + disgusting add it to the list

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 2:52 PM UTC

stellla

revulsion

and I can already feel the maggots crawling over my skin and burrowing into my body my leg won't stop jumping and I'm still alive windowsills littered with tiny corpses darting in the whites of my eyes reptile-skin shedding more each day scaly + disgusting add it to the list

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and i can taste the lie even as it leaves my lips because it's awkward and uncomfortable when it's just us like this when you've gone I look up the world is the same, but I am so not wrapped up in my tiny sense of reality and it's awful

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 2:51 PM UTC

stellla

Untitled

and i can taste the lie even as it leaves my lips because it's awkward and uncomfortable when it's just us like this when you've gone I look up the world is the same, but I am so not wrapped up in my tiny sense of reality and it's awful

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ill the dull ache that spreads from within drooping eyelids eat and regret , on repeat catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and throw it away and think of everything that's wrong and throw it away burning throat, closing, constricting inwards. an over-active mind, my enemy

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 2:49 PM UTC

stellla

ill

ill the dull ache that spreads from within drooping eyelids eat and regret , on repeat catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and throw it away and think of everything that's wrong and throw it away burning throat, closing, constricting inwards. an over-active mind, my enemy

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a few months back I went through a phase of writing down things I saw and felt happening around me. I looked back at them today and wanted to post them somewhere- I don't really know why, or how long I'll do this, or who will read it. I don't even know if it's considered poetry- but yeah; these are my 4am ramblings and in-school escapes that I happened to write down on my phone.

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC

stellla

hello, poetry

a few months back I went through a phase of writing down things I saw and felt happening around me. I looked back at them today and wanted to post them somewhere- I don't really know why, or how long I'll do this, or who will read it. I don't even know if it's considered poetry- but yeah; these are my 4am ramblings and in-school escapes that I happened to write down on my phone.

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