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Hazel Aurora

Such a beautiful name

She’s the angel of my dreams

Protecting me throughout the night

Soothing my pain and my doubts

Some nights she’s still a baby

I hold her close

It’s my job to keep her safe

Other nights she’s grown up

I’ll push her on the swings

She’ll laugh like her daddy

Scream ‘higher mommy higher’

I’ll give her under dog after under dog

Until she’s swinging on her own

No matter what age she is that night

She’ll always ask for her daddy

Where he is and what he’s like

Why he didn’t want to be around

Her biggest fear is it’s her fault

Hazel Aurora

She’s the angel of my dreams

The demon of my nightmares

She’s the last piece of my fairy tale life

The life that will never be
Boys! Excuses!

I’m totally sick of the

“Lets be friends” or “It’s not you it’s me”

EXCUSES!

*******!

Boys….MAN THE **** UP

You need to realize what you have right in front of you

Because one of these **** days

I’m gonna get sick of standing here

Waiting for you to open your eyes

I’m just going to end up walking away!!!
Fingers interlocked,
My eyes staring into his,like he was my prey and i was ready to pounce,
My fingers getting lost through his blonde,curly locks,
I pressed my lips onto his chest,
The smell of his skin was sweet,it was so soft,it was glowing.
He was mine.

He placed his hand on my cheek as i lay virtually lifeless,
He begins to lean closer,
His tender,delicate lips press onto mine,
Fireworks started to sparkle and instantly shoot their way up my body,
Causing me to move away from his lips and gradually build up a sweet smile,
I was in love.
He smiled back,causing my heart to pound out of my weak chest...

A gunshot.


My eyes shot out as i darted them straight to my unconscious lover,
He lay there,
Arms positioned lightly over my waist,
Head resting on my shoulder,
There was no heartbeat,
I shook him,
"Baby,stay with me"

It was too late.

His last words?
"I'm yours."
Let me know what you think:)
 Dec 2012 Jaelin Rose
ReemaS
Sweaty hands shaking
Moments seen through magnify
A presence unwelcomed
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