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 Dec 2017 Isabelle
celeste
i will not

t
e
a
r

myself

a p a r t

to make someone else

WHOLE
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
Eric W
I wouldn't even recognize you,
nor you I.
How we have changed and grown,
how the years and loves
have formed us.
How the trials have toughened
or beaten us.

I hope you are well.

I hope that the world has not
stricken the love from you,
and that the lives which
surround you and which you surround
still smile upon your kind soul.

I hope you have not been beaten too much.

I hope you have faced down more trials
than have faced down you,
and that the things which you have conquered
have been strengthening instead of
diminishing to your spirit.

Of all hopes, I hope that you still
find a reason to smile
every day.
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
Jay
Damaged people love you like a crime scene
Before any crime had been committed
They kept their running shoes right next to their souls every night
One eye opened in case something changed whilst they were asleep

Damaged people love in the most broken way
Damaged people love in the most gentle way
Damaged people do not love
Damaged people love too much

Their backs are always too tense, too tight
Made this way from carrying too many broken things
Because we all know broken things are the heaviest
Just look the weight of a broken heart

Damaged people will love that too
Damaged people love broken things
Because they remind them of themselves

Damaged people take broken things
And love them to the end
Trying to find that one broken thing
That will fit their cracks.

Damaged people love so well

They love like this because they have already seen Hell
And they know that every evil demon
Was once an angel before they fell.
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
Miracle
You cannot tell her she's beautiful,
You cannot tell her you love her,
You cannot tell her she's your world
When she's at her best moments.

You may only tell her those things,
If you're ready for her to have those off days,
If you're ready for her to not always wear makeup,
If you're ready to deal with her mood swings,
If you're ready for her to be clingey some days and distant others,

You cannot tell her any of the pretty little comments,
Unless you can handle her
Alone at two A.M.
As she's struggling with life,
And wondering why

She is not enough to win her own internal battles
-Don't you dare tell her you can handle her all the time if you're only ready to handle her at her best.
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
She Writes
Just because you’ve undressed her
Does not mean you’ve seen her naked

Do you know her past?

Just because you’ve touched her skin
Does not mean you’ve touched her heart

Do you know her secrets?

Just because you’ve been inside her body
Does not mean you’ve been inside her soul

Do you know her dreams?
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
Irate Watcher
every                boy
time                    it
   I                    splits
sleep                 my
with                 soul
   a                       .
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
NRIKO
you are the fundamental sin,
a new ******'s oasis.

the night has come,
no one is hard to please.

feeding off of your emotions,
the portal to your gentle vulnerability
which i lack-
i want your bones, your flesh;
i want your pale skin, your soul;
riddled with my purple euphoric prose.

i look out
for your words to expose
and expose more and more
of your cracked skin.

you need love, red skin
and wet lips without blood
blooming underwater-
and i need another
warmth i cannot
contemplate.

entertain me,
entertain me,
show me what i am obsessed with.

eozyoh.
13.12.2017.
12:41.
i want to over-indulge again.
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
Alive
take time
 Dec 2017 Isabelle
Alive
I want you
to take the time
to discover
my mind
to learn
my fears
to encourage
my passions
to admire
my successes
to love
my soul in its entirety.

otherwise
I’ll keep the time
to do it
myself.
never settle.
it was 9 november
when we last met
and it was 9 october
when we promised to
stay together
forever
and it was 9 december
when i realized everything
is faded
all are chats were deleted
few archived
all our pictures were burnt
all our forever(s) were lie
all our memories were faded

we both burnt in love
we both died for each other
having rooms reserved
somewhere in between
i started fading
i started hating
and i decided to die
die to
everything that made me cry
to everything that made me hate
to everything that stops me from moving on

anjali
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