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Pretty girl Feb 2017
You see they say falling is easy
But what's easier is never having two legs to stand upon
Right about now i wish i had a knee to kneel on
the floor is known for wobbling
The Webbed ceiling likes cracking jokes
And we like to laugh until our cheeks split open revealing a diamond peice
Because your words are like jewelry
My ears cant hear your clinking teeth
But ive known your voice my whole life
It makes my body  weak
My bones are hollow
Im lost in a sea of wings
They flap around the water bottle i call my mind
Swimming is hard so you give me a ride
Isn't it ridiculous how much you can find peace in a simple sound
A vibration we encourage with our mouths
"Connection" sound it out
I kimda **** to expand on the ceiling part of this. I don't really want it to be a poem about love si i think ill take that part and make this into something else. Something better.
Pretty girl Feb 2017
i am a tea cup

I am a tea cup 
Round with a handle 
i am a handful 
tea too hot 
i live in a hotel 
the room a river 
things come and go
but i always stay 

i... am.... grey.
a tea cup who is rain 
and wind and leaves
leaves blow past you soaked in tea
technically... im not a tea cup 
but pretending is okay 

My plate is ugly 
im not clean 
people don't lift their pinky when they hold me

the message is seen
black all over me
inside of me 
T... E.... A...

it makes me shake violently 
im violet can't they see
My face isn't a face
but an opening 
my body not a body 
but a handle 

carry me
an ocean full of tea
Leaves from a tree
lined up delicately 

Wooden tea cups
A collection for the 
take me
drink me
break me
but do not set me free
Pretty girl Feb 2017
Someone said this to me. Sent it. It is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me so i thought id share.

I get really jealous when you wear showy clothes because I want to protect you, as my own. I want to hold your hair in my hands and just rub my face against it. Your face provokes a strong need to poke cheeks because yours are so kissable.
My dear,  how adorable you really are...it's a shame I won't get to do any more touching then a hug...
I am so grateful to have people in my life. You will always be my best friend and favorite human.
Kayden...
Pretty girl Feb 2017
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Walking when the sky is at its darkest and the moon is reflecting everything i saw in you off of shiney objects makes me want to live in an ocean where giant luna pearls sleep for eternity. There is goodness within shadows... and there are shadows within you.  I think I need a new dictionary. I can't say the things im thinking. They are so small and insignificant compared to your beauty. Your thoughts are... something so precious. I'd like to see snowflakes melt on your lashes and dance down your cheeks. Im trying to understand what it all means. i want to sit so still and silent i can hear my own heartbeat and really I don't think i ever will.. because I'll always breathe and you can't be a statue when you're blinking. You ears can't focus when your breath is taken away. Steal my lungs and I will never learn. I'd very much like to trace the veins that twist and turn creating art along your arms.  Give your cuts butterfly kisses although i know it doesnt make things better. While you torture a fallen angel i cant help but think.. "Why him?" If i fall asleep id still not be able to reach my dreams. They're untouchable like the stone i keep behind the cage we call ribs. I hope you never see this...
I see him everyday but i miss him... something. There's something that's not there and I crave it. One day...
Pretty girl Dec 2016
We haven't talked in months... you won't let me break up with you. Did you know you're driving me crazy? You carved "insane" into my lips. Now everything I say comes out like like a ****** getting excited about a pretty girl walking home.
I twitch and twist.
I cannot get enough rest.
If I am not sleeping I think id rather be dead. I DO NOT LOVE YOU ANYMORE. Well... not like i did yesterday. This pain is a dull throb always reminding me. Did you know I get excited about starvation? It makes me feel in control. I wanted to talk about it... You don't have time for me but you simply won't let me go. LEAVE
ME  
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please for I beg... keep away
im a mess that you ******* ****** on.
im ruined but you seem to have caused more destruction.
the butterflies have morphed into lions. Ripping me to shreds from the inside out.

Let me love again
SoMEoooOne not yOOOoou <uuU!
let me paint again
you see... you've limited me to only shades of blue
I miss the grass.
I miss the grey of rain
Most of all i miss being OkAy

Don't you know? I'm sooooo not into you.
I just want tn this ****** up relationship over.
Pretty girl Dec 2016
The light in her eyes twinkles like teapots and chiped  china
She is chiped china
She comes from a little town where bad things sometimes happen
Like double rainbows draining and dripping down to meet the land
Trickling hearts and minds into reality
You see... that's never where she wanted to be
So she made a casket called home
That's where the broken dolls go so they can rest in peace
Broken down dolly faces
Pouty lips now in different places
crevices and deep spaces
Spiderwebs in the glass that was once whole
Glass Crums licked up by demon babies with tongues ten feet long
Her tears are snow globes
Moisture containing storms of emotion
Like a dresser drawer filled with ocean
...Yes
Her eyes were once stars and shined with curiosity
But it burnt out long ago
Now her seeing tunnels are stained glossy
The world she cannot unsee
Pretty girl Dec 2016
the demons creep closer to the bed
Each night one more inch
We... I see children with black eyes
They want me to let them in
So into my room i go to hide under the covers as if that would give me any more protection
Like I said before safety in fabric is a real thing
And if I can't see you then I'll assume you can't see me hiding under my sheets
Why can't angels gone bad leave me alone
And I don't want to go home
Because when I'm in my dark room its so loud I can't hear myself blink anymore
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