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Celeste Sep 2013
i am no flower.
i will not
wilt in the heat
or shrivel in the cold
my skin is not bright like a petal
albeit smooth and shiny
                                (once it heals)
i do not sit still
waiting to be admired
or plucked from where i belong
only to die
at the hands
of someone who only seeks to replace me
yet again.
wrote this in school today instead of doing classwork... i'm such a rebel.
Celeste Jun 2013
He runs in straight path
towards a brick wall
No real danger likely, for he knows the detours
Yet she drops everything
and runs
Until her shoes fall off
and her feet start to bleed, skin chafed by the concrete
Willing to give up everything
for him
Why?
Celeste Aug 2013
do you know what you did?
i don't think you do
because
i see
the
way
you
whisper in her ear
causing you both to burst into laughter
sharing some absurd joke the rest of the world just
isn't privileged enough to know
i see the way
your lips caress hers
so deliberately
as if they hold the answer to everlasting life
(but we both know everlasting love is a lie)
do you know what you did?
i don't think you do
because i see no other reason
for why you treated me like utter ****
(sorry but there's no poetic way to express what you did to me)
yet she appears to be the treasure of your life.
Celeste Feb 2014
Right now
It's hard
To feel
Inspired by
The emptiness
Celeste Sep 2013
i
can
see
your
unspoken
words
written
in
your
eyes
Celeste Sep 2013
some say that
actions speak louder than words
yet
this smile won't be fading soon
what you wrote to me
is imprinted in my mind
cemented in the whirring thought process of my brain
i
     can
still
     see
the words painted on the inside of my eyelids
when i close my eyes
your words make
the darkness feel safe.
Celeste Jun 2013
You were the sunlight
That shone through the *****
In the glass window
Illuminating an entire new world
I was the *****
A flaw in the purpose; for windows are meant to protect
Yet your rays of light
Sought out ME
The mistake, the accident
To demonstrate to me how truly beautiful flaws are, when shown in the right light.

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