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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
nica
"I'll make a picture of you" I told her
"Are you a painter?" she asked.
"No, but I can paint you in words" I answered
 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
Marian
Please, don't change one sentence
I adore every word

*~Marian~
Written For My Mom!!!
She Was Gonna Change Something
About Her Heirloom Novels
Which Are Timeless, Old-Fashioned,
& Well, Just A GEM!!! ~~~~<3
So, This Is What I Wrote!!! ~~~<3
Enjoy!! :) ~~~~~<3
Today I found
the scar
on my hip.
I mean you can't see it,
but you can feel it,
if you touch.
I just thought:
"I will never get away,
it will always be there"
Some "mistakes" stay with us for life.
I am covered
In scars
From tumors
And accidents



And me
The bruises are a mix of me and him though.
one for you
        two for me

        two for you
                four for me

                three for you
                          six for me

                          four for you
                                   eight for me

                                   five for you
                                           watch me bleed
 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
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I love feeling this way
I love feeling this pain
I love feeling like trash
I love dying

I'm so glad you're out of my life now
I'm so glad that I don't have to deal with you
I'm so glad I don't have to feel this weight
I'm so glad I can die

We can dance with scarlet ankles
And dress in silver lining
We leave our mark in our hearts
But I don't want to do it with you

But I'm still sorry
I just don't know who I'm sorry for
The world spins slowly,
Yet we feel nothing.
A strange concept,
That we are in motion,
Yet motionless.  

A body, with nerves.
Feeling and thoughts.
Blood and a brain.
All these things I feel
As I feel nothing.

A rush of adrenaline,
and still I tempt my fate.
Tear at my skin to feel again,
but all it brings is tears.
To force myself to feel
is growing quite old.
3 years and I'm still lost.

My head spins.
I sit still.
A strange concept,
That I am in motion,
Yet motionless.
I was almost in a car crash today.
 Jan 2015 AnActualToaster
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Changing every detail
Like covering up tracks on pure snow
Ruining the scenery more
Except I deserve it

You're not the only one I let go of
You're not the only posion I let in my life
You're not the only one I didn't care for
Because you barged into my own life

You were really nice
Until you met me
You tried so hard and so far
But why?

So I've been trying to clean my life
But it's hard when trash keeps barging in
But at least this time
The trash got out by it's self

You going away isn't hurting my feelings
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