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sunshine Dec 2012
You think it's over,
then it hits you.
It has only just begun.
The running,
the yelling,
the fighting.
Dear lord,
It has only begun.
I'll try to get out,
doubt I'll have much luck.
Running won't help,
Yelling either,
Fighting will just make it worse.
But how,
how can I get out?
How would I do this?
Why, why me?
I'm nice.
I'm good.
But still this happens, to me.
Me only.
sunshine Dec 2012
Dearest daddy,
Oh how I mis you!
I miss your hugs,
kisses,
our secrets.

Daddy dearest,
I miss being just
your baby girl.

I'm something more,
someone older.

Your kisses can't
make the hurt vanish,
mommy's cannot either.

Your hugs don't
make me forget,
mom's either!

Daddy,
Oh dearest daddy.

I love you.
I miss you like crazy.
Just to let you know, my dad's not dead or something..
sunshine Dec 2012
I guess you're gone,
no words, nothing.
I know you've left.
no words, nothing.
**I miss you.
About no one in particular :)
sunshine Nov 2012
Sitting
and
Waiting.

                                            Waiting
                                             and
                                            Sitting.
All day.
I've waited for a text.
A message.
Something.
                                               I can't help
                                               but fear the worst.
sunshine Nov 2012
One Night.
While dreaming,
I met a boy.

Face of an angel.
Voice of one too!
Twas' just a dream though.

One Day.
While awake,
I met a boy.

Face of a demon.
Voice of one too!
It wasn't a dream though.

One Night.
While dreaming,
The demon boy appeared.

His demon face melted away.
His voice became angelic.
Was this real?

One Day.
While awake.
I met the demon boy, again.

I looked into his eyes.
The demon disappeared!
*He became My angel.
sunshine Nov 2012
Wide awake.
Though it's morning,
When I should be awake,
I don't have you.
You're not awake to talk to me.
You're alseep.
While I'm wide awake.
sunshine Nov 2012
One that includes the simple things.
One that shows the little things I want.
One that tells the world who I am.
One that says that I'm not normal.

In my dreams,
I spend hours wrapped in you,
wrapped in your words.

In those dreams,
I lay for hours talking to you,
lost in your arms.
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