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 Dec 2014 Rex Forté
witchy woman
These little broken wings, petals almost- reside in the pit of my stomach. Dead perhaps- and with that my heart plumets.
Feather soft, tiny sighs
Dormant little butterflies
But,
When he kissed me
I felt that static surge of electricity,
how could this come to be?
That now everything
Is alive
Inside of me.
He's so cute. I've got the biggest crush haha
 Dec 2014 Rex Forté
WickedHope
Stop laughing at me.
You think,
what a silly little girl,
what a silly little girl...
Will you still laugh,
when your me?
When your drowning alone,
on display for everyone to see?
I'm having violent fantasies again.
- - -
Sugar is so sweet.
 Dec 2014 Rex Forté
WickedHope
He got it

He got everything

Then he left

Then I stopped living
 Dec 2014 Rex Forté
DC raw love
Sifting through the sands of tomorrow
To find the things that bring us sorrow

We sometimes find gold and put it away
And we always save it for a rainy day

Why do we think about tomorrow
When tomorrow  is not today

I always find myself thinking of that next day
Forgetting what’s important to live today
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