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bane of the bone Dec 2018
You are a beautiful star.
Like Sirius on a starry night,
You gloriously shine so bright
And can be seen from afar

You are brave, you are strong
You are wise,
You are different, uniquely you
For there is no other quite like you

Your mind, your eyes, your stride;
Even your flaws, are beautiful too
I hope you see what I see in you
For it means nothing if you cannot see it too
When you look at me, I feel lost-- lost in the ocean of your big gorgeous  eyes. I am lost in a good way and I don't want to be found. When you stare at me, I always wondered why? I asked you why, but you never answered.

Those eyes of yours tells me that you love me. The same way I feel about you for a long time now.

When we locked eyes, my heart is the happiest. Each and every fiber of my being melts away. They tell me as if you never want me to go and I'd love to stare at them all day and all night.

Forever..

                                -Loulou
Love u ;)
bane of the bone Dec 2018
Let me breakdown
the breakdown

The mind is consumed
You start seeing black and white
your body loses balance
your eyes are filled with tears
your nose is blocked
your throat feels tight
you ask yourself
"Why can't I fight?"

You feel pathetic as you fall to the ground
but have no will to get back up
You scream you shake
hoping to be saved
You either want to stay in the dark
or pray to see a spark

Time has passed
and you lay there
Like shattered glass

Not really sure what to do next
you realize that nothing has changed
So you get up
and go back to your daily parade

Slowly you tell yourself
"I don't want to go through that again."
And hope to sleep before past ten

The breakdown does not end there
This is what I'll share:

The rest is up to you and me
Hold my hand,
and together we'll break free

-Loulou
Anxiety attacks are not a sign of weakness it's a sign of being strong and brave for too long.
bane of the bone Dec 2018
faded scars do bare pain although its not physical its still the same you may not see me cry but in my eyes my wrists show lies

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