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The way your fingertips dance
Over my dry skin
And the way your lips demand
For more than a chaste kiss
It was how your eyes did nothing
To search for my soul
And how you whispered sweet nothings
Through a device so cold
But that warmth you give me
When your arm is wrapped around my body
And the way your laugh and smile
soothe my aching heart
and lift the sadness for awhile
The comfort and safety
You often provide
And my inability to lie
Even through that cold device
I hold you up so high
I just wish you could do the same
But I do not love
The way you say my name
The way you close your eyes
The way you pull away from me
No one is perfect
That I concede
But I often question,
"Why would you waste you time
with a girl like me?"
Answers were not your forte
You were the opposite of romantic cliches
I could pour my heart to you
And still you would ignore
Everything but your need
to constantly explore
The parts of me you could see
And not the ones I would let you reach
But it is enough for you
And that I would construe
And I will wait
And keep waiting
Though I know it could never be
For why would you waste your time
with a girl like me

(m.e.)
 Dec 2013 Melissa June
Simpleton
I want to fix myself
Gather up the pieces
Work it all out
And solve my problems

Catch these butterflies
And control them
Stand up and face
These fears that constrain me

Ground the nervous shaking
Of this vessel of mine
Cut out the helplessness
And tattoo over the past

Mistakes and regrets
Faults and wrong intents
I've admitted and been shamed
But learnt lessons all the same

No one will ever forget
And forgiveness takes time
So I fell and scarred
My mind and conscious

I want peace
I want a brand new start
To run away and be
The person I aspire in my heart

I fell behind on life
Chasing society as it passed me by
Career and money
Trying to keep up, keep face

Wrong decisions
Blocked paths
Someone else kicked me down
And held my fate in their hands

I needed that job so bad
My desperation was the motivation
The reference never got written
And I never got the chance

I need peace
I want freedom
I chase the life of content
To have no guilt or worries

I got lost
Still stuck finding the way
And a little part of me
Gives up everyday
Live to fight another day, just to die another night
Unzip my veins and set me free
From empty bottles, and broken dreams
A shaky foundation indicates doom
And I'm alone in this hollow, desolate room
So forgive me if I must depart
I've been murdered by this broken heart

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