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Jane Aug 2018
Sometimes you've got to just say fu** it,  let's do it!  
What are we waiting for?  

Everybody says 'it's all downhill from here' when you hit 21.
Before that its first kiss,  first drink,  first relationship,  first job etc..
But what's after it?  
Adventure
It's new experiences,  it's opportunity,  it's love,  hate and everything in between.
If you have something you've always wanted to do, why wait?  
Go and do it
Life is too short to regret not doing things.
Go out and live
Leave tonnes of memories behind.
Jane Aug 2018
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When I'm alone it's different...
It's dark
I'm inconsistent
Some days I'm happy with me,  how I look, what I see
And some days my disappointment in myself brings me to knees
I fill up with anger,  tears begin to surface

When I'm not alone I find myself trying to cover my flaws
Pretend that I don't spend my free time looking at these 4 walls
I force both sides of my mouth up to try and create a smile
Knowing that the confidence I put on would only have to last a while.
Jane Apr 2018
The eyes
A tunnel to the soul
An indicator of your happiness
A sign of sadness
A river; flowing fresh salty water
A colour which represents you best
An enlarged pupil
Hypmotising
When you look into mine
Eyes soul dept
  Feb 2018 Jane
Vale Luna
(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.
Forward: from the victims perspective.
Backward: from the murderers perspective.

This TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE
Jane Feb 2018
A lily a symbol of death
A rose a symbol of love
A daisy a symbol of innocence
White petals, light like a dove.

A coronation a symbol of beauty
A daffodil a symbol of a new beginning
A bouquet to symbolise eternal love
Sweetness like the songs that birds sing.
Jane Feb 2018
Does it matter who we love...
Boy or girl
So narrow minded to think we have to choose one
Think about this, whatever your gender;
You meet a person
Appealing to the eye
You're type from hair, to style, to shape,
To the sparkle in their eye.
You connect, you's are comfortable you can talk for hours on end
Personality is perfection and you can't get them out of your head
Fireworks every time you kiss
You've waited your whole life for this.

Now what if I was to tell you this person was the same gender as you?
Would you throw it all away because of a social controversial view..?
Jane Feb 2018
Something i thought was for the long run,
Ended suddenly.
All ties cut.
No closure, no true reasons
People say move on, theres plenty more fish in the sea
But I am stuck
Like a magnet to a metal bar
I know I can't go back,
Yet I don't want to go forward.
I have no interest.
As the weeks go by, a sense of loneliness increases
But I'm content in loneliness for now
Some day I will be ready
To seek somebody else
To move forward, away from a sense of loss and away from heartbreak
I do hope this day will come soon.
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