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 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
s
you showed perfection

in my imperfections
 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
hazings
Anxiety attacks
As I'm performing
In front of crowd
With all eyes
On me.
Did this in 7th grade for a free write
Everyone is staring
You're trying so hard to stay standing
But your heart is racing
Instead of walking straight
You start wobbling

Your eyes begin to strain
You start feeling as if you just gained a lot of weight
Your heart sinks as you run away
You have to hide

You musn't let them see
The you that is scared to be seen
You feel like you can't even breathe
Your lungs are tightening
As you sink down against a wall
and take into the fetal postion

Just cry, maybe someday it'll be alright.
i want to know what it's like to not feel anything instead of everything coming at me full force and repeatedly crashing into me until all that's left of me is tormenting feelings of uselessness and broken "i'm sorry"s and i want to know what it's like to not feel anything instead of the smallest things tearing my heart to shreds wondering how and why they held so much power in the first place. i want to know what it's like to be on the opposite side of the way i feel i want to be happy and full of joy again and i want to be happy to live instead of dragging myself around each and every day wallowing in a sea of self-pity that i swim in every day until i finally drown myself in at night when i can't sleep at 3am because i'm awake wondering what it's like to be anyone but me. i can't escape these horrible feelings because i can't run away from myself and that's the saddest truth i've ever had to live with
 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
Jinxx
These red lines cover my paper skin
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­Like a pen dragged
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­Over
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­And Over
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­And Over
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­These red lines slice through my paper skin
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­My pen breaks
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­Red bleeds
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Covering the page
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­Every night
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­Over
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­And Over
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­And Over......
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 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
Creep
Live* so much,
     that you scare death away.
dead bite
by hollywood undead

not quite the best message for andy, but lets hope he sees this and does what it says ^^ this is my motto that i live by, and i hope you guys can all apply this to your lives too :)
 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
axr
No, I am not fighting back any remorse
It's my soul he needs to hunt
before I collapse on the floor

She is not damaged
just a little hurt
I could live with her on any planet
or under a curse.

I can send him on a quest
to unravel my soul.
For years, I can watch his green eyes
turn to gold.
I don't sense anything sinister
Maybe for once, I can unsheathe myself
to this patient listener

Stars are strung through my soul
as I try to keep myself in the corner of my eye.
This bus maybe going downtown
but I couldn't feel any closer to heaven

Look me in the eye, won't you?
Or just give me a faint smile
Let me discover all of you
even if it takes me a lifetime
In this bus, I see only the two of us
Inch your hand closer to mine
I promise I am not a Succubus
Let me take off this veil
from my heart.
Hold it. It was beating for you anyway
If you're my true love;
we shall never part
You're no angel yet I can see your halo.
We are not trapped in the dark.
Together,we can chase rainbows.

Now that we have our hands intertwined
could the same be done for our hearts?
Believe me, it won't disturb the Ma'at.
Just two hearts beating together
connected by the truth's feather
just stay there, let green meld into brown
let me turn that frown upside down

I wait for when a second outweighs the day,
so that we'll have the wishes we hoped we may
Like dancing in the rain with fiery hearts
that connect be put out,or torn apart
An unbridled joy that forever interlocks
the fibres of our souls, as we forget of clocks.
Ma'at : Egyptian personification of Balance. Feather of truth:it was often worn by Ma'at

Aerial: Male voice.most of it is written by Frank,just a few sentences by me.
Italic: Female voice. I don't even remember who wrote what so I'll leave it to you to guess!
final part of my collab 'Solumate boulevard' with Frank! He is so sweet and talented *virtually high-fives him*
Go,stalk him! I meant go high-five him...
http://hellopoetry.com/frank-ruland/
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