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Jo Sleiman Apr 2015
I’ll always end up forgiving you. Regardless of the pain.
Cause that’s who I am.
I rather endure the pain of two
then hurt someone else while trying to save myself.
Jo Sleiman Apr 2015
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Tears dont start in the eyes.
They start in the pit of the stomach. Where butterflies are torn apart wing by wing like lovers do to petals.
Congratulations, You’ve murdered them all.
Now all that remains is decaying caskets.

That’s what you meant right?
When you said you don’t believe beautiful things can survive  ?
Because you're the one that kills them.
Jo Sleiman Apr 2015
I think the worst part about seeing things that remind me of you isn’t that they remind me of you, it’s that I can’t show you them
Jo Sleiman Apr 2015
You are poetry.
Every square centimeter of your existence
Is it’s own iambic pentameter .
& I can’t help but notice
the way your smile never fails to rhyme with your cheekbones.
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