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hanaB Jan 2014
gently flowing from that ***** lips.
careful as a dollar, one by one.
those words
i believed.

drizzling slowly from that ***** lips.
Like shooting stars one by one.
those words,
all lies.
hanaB Jan 2014
no.
I'm not breaking any promises.
Promises are breaking us.
Never was ever.

all your words just disappeared.
that perfect flower you used to say.
did u go in search of her?

the last time.
no.

maybe.
hanaB Jan 2014
you drowned me in that  emotions.
you burnt in that flame of sorrows.
all you would say was TIME.
ten.seven ....

I would stumble and choke.
all you would say was time.
where is that berrry I fell for?
four.

Don't cry you said.
you knew.
one.
zero.

BEEP BEEP BEEP..........
hanaB Jan 2014
STARS.
I loved them. I wanted one since i was swinging on that black swing.
Even though i never knew which star was mine,
Even though I would stumble and fall
my heart loved you. only you.

YOU.
you are the perfect imperfect.
well, you are just too perfect for everyone.
Everyone; your daily bread AND I; your beautiful glass vase.

Beautiful glass vase that needed love.
that needed beautiful flowers on her.

Now is a diamond dust.
hanaB Jan 2014
My vision's not clear.
The fog has become more thicker.
I CANNOT SEE.
i cannot see what is in that shiny black marble.
i cannot see if that word is truly from your pure heart.
        I am not sure if that star would love to shine on me forever.
        That star,
        So pure, so kind, so loving, so caring for all those flowers but not me.
        Me. I think my petals aren't PRETTY enough for him.
        Me. He says its always about me.
        HOW? WHY?
I just want to see what's in that black marbled eye.
I just want to see whats in that coconut heart.
I just want you to ask me once. JUST ONCE.
And i promise all those bullets in me will be a worth.

YEAH.....
I know I am selfish. He needs time.
TIME.
I will be waiting.
Waiting with the box full of bullets i LOVE.
hanaB Dec 2013
It makes me crawl into dark.
It makes me more hopeless when i think.
It makes me realize.
    REALIZE that you're mine until the sunsets.
    REALIZE that i'm not your night sky nor your morning sunshine.
    REALIZE that i'll just be a lipstick imprint on you.
    REALIZE that i realize but is hopeless.
Sometimes.
Just sometimes i like to believe that you would like to watch that north star with me.
Sometimes.
Just sometimes i like to believe that all your bullets in me will last forever.
just sometimes.

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