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you can ask her why she loves you
and she smiles
she stops before she answers
and she smiles
you know she'll never tell you
it just isn't her style
you can ask her why she loves you
and she smiles

Did you catch her or vice versa
Did she use her lures and wiles
Were you hunter or the hunted
a victim of her guile
You can ask yourself forever
but, the answer isn't vile
for when you ask her if you caught her
and she smiles

you know just what she's thinking
not by miles
you know where this is going
check your files
she's smart with what she's sharing
like Cleopatra on the Nile
you ask her what she's thinking
and she smiles

She's a question never answered
A riddle in the sand
She's the center of your circle
The one who holds your hand

She isn't one to kiss and tell
It's best that you don't know
There just aren't words enough to say
What her eyes  and heart both show
Glances in a crowded room
The answer is right there
A kiss blown from a distance
That strong hypnotic stare

You can ask her why she loves you
And she smiles
She'll start to give an answer
And she smiles
you don't need to know the reason
you don't want to cramp her style
you just know deep down she loves you
when she smiles
  Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
WickedHope
Don't we all want
to be held
while we cry?
I'm alone.
  Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
WickedHope
"The dead just seem to sleep so soundly..." she said.
No.
It's all wrong.
****.
I'm gone.
To the girls who are secretly so broken
You WILL be alright
I know you have scars on your soul
Maybe your heart
Possibly your wrists
None of this is your fault
And even if you think it is
Let it go
Not that you can, that easily
But try
I know you are broken
I know you're not okay
Especially when people ask how you are and you answer "I'm fine"
When what you really mean is "I'm alive"
But what do you really care about your own survival anymore
Well I just want you to know
There is beauty in broken glass
And to me
There is immeasurable beauty
In broken girls
So don't you ever forget
You cannot be defined by pain
You're too beautiful for that
Stay strong, broken girl
Nothing is ever really broken
Repost if you are a broken girl. So this message may reach as many of you as possible.

I am here for you. I may just be a sloth but if you message me: I'm fine.
Just randomly it will be our code for "I'm not fine at all" and I will be there for you.
  Dec 2014 AnActualToaster
Public Diary
Between crying and screaming in anger
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