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Mar 2016 · 1.2k
Moll Mar 2016
12 beautiful months
you stepped inside my conscience
oh, how refreshing
Dec 2014 · 338
Writer's block
Moll Dec 2014
I want to write
As though I know the perfect
Words to say
But in all honesty
I'm not cut out for this
Oct 2014 · 676
Moll Oct 2014
I feel like I should be a
full-of-life girl

but I feel like a
lifeless girl
Oct 2014 · 357
Moll Oct 2014
She was never always quite there
Staring into space at what seemed like nothing
Her head away with the fairies in the air
I must understand, she sees something

She was never always quite here
Tilting her head, seeing, hearing
Things that were never quite clear
I wish I could feel what she goes through
Oct 2014 · 676
Moll Oct 2014
The cocoon of heat
That I have buried myself into
Wont allow my body
To tear itself away

Bed, I love you
Oct 2014 · 504
I'm bursting at the seams
Moll Oct 2014
Everyone says that you should love what you see in the mirror
Because that "who you are", despite the flaws
But to me, I don't see a human
I see a shell of a 17 year old girl
With a carefree spirit
Bursting at the seams

I guess that's why
When I turn to the blade
I feel relief
In the gaping wounds
**My soul is free again
Oct 2014 · 979
Moll Oct 2014
If I was to stand in a room
That was full of bodies, strangers
Your eyes would be the only thing
That would keep me sane
Oct 2014 · 743
Moll Oct 2014
When I write
I feel my mind
Slowly melt into the paper
Like ink from the soul
Oct 2014 · 1.1k
She Sighs
Moll Oct 2014
She sighs as her alarm rings
Because she needs to wake up
And face what today brings
Stirring coffee in a cup

She sighs as she rushes for the bus
Hair a mess, books damp and cold hands
Squeezing next to a stranger, they start to discuss
The bad weather, their favourite bands

She sighs as they trade numbers from phones
A glimpse of sunlight peers through the clouds
She walks to work with continuous groans
The skies are grey, the rain shrouds

She sighs as her phone rings, butterflies in her belly
"Hello?" Her legs turn to jelly..
Oct 2014 · 9.7k
Moll Oct 2014
Sheepishly blinking
Trembling hands at the ready
Skin flushing deep pink

Hands gently exploring skin
As their pure bodies entwine
Renga poems are fun aha
Oct 2014 · 371
Moll Oct 2014
You came along
Like a drop of rain
On hot pavement

The cold wash I needed
From the hot tears that
My eyes

In the morning
When I wake up
You are there.
He knows who he is.
Oct 2014 · 1.2k
Moll Oct 2014
Every single day
I'm so fed up of this world
Grey skies over me
Oct 2014 · 614
Moll Oct 2014
Her time is running out
She is due to go in less than a day
She has outlived what was expected
For someone like her

Memories of her life
They sink in
This is it
Its her time to go.
Family is important, you only have so much time left with them, make the most of it.
Oct 2014 · 668
Moll Oct 2014
She let out a sigh and rested her little head on the top of my arm
Her small frame not reaching high enough to my shoulder
"But why do people have to be mean?" She asked
At 12, I often wondered the same thing, but now just at 17
I know why.
There is no excuse to bully others.
Oct 2014 · 4.2k
Moll Oct 2014
I prefer being lonely
It means that nobody can pick on me
Or at least, say hurtful things
Within my hearing distance
Oct 2014 · 1.5k
Autumn is here
Moll Oct 2014
Wooly layers
Pumpkin spiced
Crunchy leaves
Darker nights
Browns, oranges and deep reds

Autumn is here
My favourite season!
Oct 2014 · 2.5k
The bus
Moll Oct 2014
I remember sitting down on the bus
As it pulls out to leave the stop
You wave at me through the window
With a misty look in your eyes
As though you regret this, us
I tuck my hair behind my ear sheepishly
Lips still tasting of your sweet lust
I can still remember how you softly yet firmly pushed yours onto mine
My neck, burning at the red marks
That you placed there as a sign of dominance over me
I was always yours
But you was never mine
This was how I felt the last time I saw him, before he blew me out for someone else..
Oct 2014 · 730
Your hands.
Moll Oct 2014
They were small, not what I expected from a soul like you
They were bruised and scarred in unusual places
This intrigued me, I thought could tell a lot about you already
I traced with mine around the folds and lines of yours

But yours soon got too big for you
Although small in size, they grew with force
I no longer wanted to trace them, touch them or see them
I wanted to push them away from me
Like a hot iron being pressed against cold flesh

You enjoyed it, I could tell from the grip you had behind them
Squeezing out every ounce of fear I had in me
I panicked, trying to use mine in a feeble battle against you
You won, and with that, I realised how yours were so different
I'm still learning the ropes on how poetry works, I just cant seem to get the rhyming side aha..
Oct 2014 · 483
Things change
Moll Oct 2014
I thought we would become that old couple
That we walked past on the pier
Sharing an ice-cream, the way she looked at him
As though she was still 18
But things change
Time, emotions, love, feelings, thoughts and actions
They all do too
And I suppose that you was right
When you said that we would never grow old

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