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Meg Howell Jan 2015
What is guilt?
It's the feeling in the bottom of your stomach that makes you want to *****

It's the antagonizing voice in your mind reminding you of what you've done

It's the hard forgiveness someone gives when you go behind their back

It's the love given by those you've hurt

What a wretched feeling that can only sometimes be removed
Meg Howell Jan 2015
It was but a dreary day
When the crows began to pray
When the harks began to sing
When the doves began to shout
All had gone upside down
Even the worst of them were begging for help
While the so called holy ones started the riots
Meg Howell Jan 2015
Missing memories is much worse than missing a person
After all, everyone is a memory if they're gone
Meg Howell Jan 2015
Hazel
What a quite adorable name for an eye color
so bright
so beautiful
That's how I felt about you
And perhaps, I still do
I just wish you knew
Because, hazel eyes, all I can see is me and you
Meg Howell Jan 2015
I'm falling down the spiral staircase of loneliness
you could say
I'm heading into a downwards spiral
Meg Howell Jan 2015
Enveloped by mixed emotions
Just put a stamp on me and mail me out
Maybe not
Meg Howell Jan 2015
Let's have an extravagant bonfire for all the lost loves
Burn away the smoky taste of heartfelt memories
Let the fire be our passion
Bright and uncontrollable
And the ashes be the old gone forever
For we are two flames shooting up in a sky full of scattered thoughts and meaningless I love yous
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