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 May 2018 celine - the moon
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ruined
 May 2018 celine - the moon
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quivering in the rain
7pm in the night
i’ve lost my keys
and somebody’s love too.
shivering once I get in
I change into my pajamas
and turn on the tv
only to be greeted by a blank screen
but not as blank as how I feel
muttering, i jump back into bed
only to miss
the glow that illuminated your side of the bed
this is to all who have lost a person and feel sorry

if you're going through this, i'm really sorry and you're gonna get through it, i know.
 May 2018 celine - the moon
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You broke me up
You broke me up into shards, lying on the floor, helpless
You broke my heart
You broke my heart up, lying to say that you would be mine forever
You were a lying mirror, telling the other girls the same thing
You were a puzzle, never knowing which piece went where
I sometimes even wondered if all the pieces were there
I gave you all I had, because I trusted you
You stole and grabbed and took all of me, merciless and cold
I was hypnotized by your lies: I was the one, we would be forever together
But that’s what you told everyone else
I gave you my attention; you drank it up like lemonade on a hot day, not leaving any for me
I gave you my hopes; but you took it away and threw it on the ground, stomping viciously
I gave you my dreams; but you said they would never come true and I was lying on the floor, sobbing
I gave you my love; but you treated me like a stranger and my heart was bleeding
I gave you my life; but you drowned me in the river that flowed under the stone bridge, and I almost died
You suffocated me; you broke me; you murdered away all the color in me
Now I sit, silently sobbing, regretting ever meeting you, a tear of anger slowly falling
We are done.
I wrote this when I was 12, sorry.
Found this on my old phone.
 May 2018 celine - the moon
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I am drowning
drowning in every breath I take in with my burning lungs
drowning as if you are pushing me headfirst into a cold river
drowning as if my brain had started swelling
but I’m an actress
"yes, I’m okay," I say through struggling,
but you are pushing me
when I can’t swim
and when I try to float back to the surface,
you pull me back down
"don't you like it?"
"I do, but, its just.."
"you're gonna be fine"
I'm not going to be fine.
but I can't fight you.
because this friendship is like a slave contract.
you are owning my feelings
and washing them away with your violent waters.

— The End —