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As the beat steadily plays

I glanced your way

Impressed by

That song you sang

It

Captivated my soul

and
I
slowly

Died in its rhythm

Never have I heard

Such musical bliss

A tune so heavenly defined

I Willingly let go

Took hold

And...

Embraced the tempo


~ButterFly εїз ©
I am wrapped in a firm squeeze.

This cocoon is tight! (so tight)

I fight to find comfortability.

(Restless) in this nest.

This Transitioning is hurting me! (tears)

Questioning the worth of these wings,

can I sustain this agony?

If I stop fighting,

will this squeeze be lighten? (maybe)

waiting... waiting... waiting

Patiently,

Until, this cocoon cracks and exposes my wings.


~ButterFly εїз 2013©
 Mar 2014 Ivy Rose
Nadrah
"There are no words to describe how beautiful she is,
or how special she is, or my love for her.
To put these things into words would be to define them,
To quantify them, which means to limit them.
There would be a beginning and an end.
There is no definition fitting, nor any limit,
nor beginning or end to her beauty,
or to how special she is, or my love for her.
my love for her."
 Mar 2014 Ivy Rose
ky
a couple days ago
i tried to **** myself
by ingesting a handful of
different pretty pills
in the hopes
they'd make me
a pretty corpse
i thought maybe
they'd plant roots
in my stomach
and grow flowers
out of my eye sockets
but then i realized
those pretty pills
would ****
not only me
but the ones who already
saw flowers growing
in the darkest parts
of me
 Mar 2014 Ivy Rose
Ary
PROMISES
 Mar 2014 Ivy Rose
Ary
Pathetic words came out
Right out from your mouth
Orally distracting
Mentally sickening
Inquisitive I became
Sadly I'm drowned
Enchanted I guess with your
S**tupid words that weren't bless.


a.b
there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.
 Mar 2014 Ivy Rose
hkr
silly girl
 Mar 2014 Ivy Rose
hkr
they apologized
to clear their
conscience
not because
they were sorry.
 Mar 2014 Ivy Rose
Amanda
Sweet-heart,*
pumpkin
munchkin,
beautiful.

"Yes,yes, it's so very lovely."
She slowly says;
as her fingertips dances across the wooden table.
"Now, hush those alarmed and worried eyes."

"But somehow,
when your lips speak
every syllable
of
my name;
it's like a lost and forgotten
piece of me
returned."

"Oh really?"
And like a full stop to a sentence,
he gives a
kiss
on
her crimson cheek
.
Oho, hi there *insert your name here*!
The above words are cheesy and so "Oh my goodness, it's so. so. ugh."
*Warning: May induce goosebumps due to the cheeeeeeeeeesiness.*
If you are reading this now,
yay! You made it!
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Hope you have wonderful Tuesday, lovely!
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