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Elise Mar 2013
"Lost soles"    
Read the tree

That was hanging
With shoes

Maybe it is our feet that lead us
We all do get lost
I went to a cafe sometime last year that had a shoe lost and found
It always stuck with me how they named it "Lost Soles"
Elise Feb 2013
A word to the wise:
When I tell you that
I woke up at 4 am
It doesn't mean I couldn't sleep
It means I'm miserable
It means I hurt
And I guess I've brought this on myself
Seeing as though I just wanted a hug
But arms are never long enough to reach me
When I need it most
I know I'm awful
And when you tell me to smile
It feels wrong on my mouth sometimes
You seem to get exasperated telling me I look beautiful
In the pictures that I'm taking
Just to show you
I'm together
In my eyes being broken can not touch the face of beauty
And you say its to early to be sad
But you don't know its already been 5
Hours
How I've already fought back tears
While you
Were still asleep
Depression doesn't choose a time of day
Usually
I didn't want to tell you but now the minutes we're apart
Scream
We've been wasted
When all I wanted was a hug
And you just wanted a smile
A slightly different direction
Elise Feb 2013
I'm no good at remembering how to breathe
I didn't when you kissed me
I didn't when I was told all men die
I didn't when the beauty of the world revealed itself to me
The air caught in my throat
If not I might have spoken and killed the silence that hangs between words              

I'm no good at remembering how to breathe
Just maybe, that's how it should be
Life happens between breaths
Elise Feb 2013
As you wrap your arms around me
Breathe into my aching lungs
Reach beneathe my skin
Touch my soul with your fingertips
Leave me with traces of you
NCM
Elise Feb 2013
We were always wrong                    
We were wrong in thinking our hearts were in our chests
They must be in our feet guiding us down our path
The trees that stand strong and silent never told us that they knew where we would end up
Most men search for immortality
If only they knew
There is no way to live forever
until
The trees grow of iron    
And
Mens hearts grow of stone
Elise Feb 2013
Climb up the walls of my castle at 3 AM
Take me away on your black GMC steed
I'll be your princess, you can be my king
We can ride off into the sunrise and never look back
Work in progress
NCM
Elise Feb 2013
Wars;
you fought
and won
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