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Jun 2014 · 252
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Natalie Perez Jun 2014
"I glanced at him and my eyes widened and it seemed as though every constellation had come together to craft his perfection; and I questioned how the one who could drag me to hell still remain my
heaven"  
-n.p.
Aug 2013 · 210
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Natalie Perez Aug 2013
And in the evening.
I wrote poems on his back.
His skin was my journal.
My fingertips were my pen.
And as they dug deep into his skin he became a work of art.
Even more so than he already was.
                                    -n.p
Jul 2013 · 197
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
But she couldn't harm a fly
               So she picked herself apart instead
                                       -n.p.
Jul 2013 · 325
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
You were my Prince Charming.
I hope you know that.
Now you've gone and found yourself a new princess.
But you're still my Prince Charming
Even if ill never get to call you mine
-n.p.
Jul 2013 · 449
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
Is it weird?
That I don't believe in love?
My parents met at the age of 14 and have been together ever since.
But I don't believe in love
I believe two people can really like eachother.
But to love someone is to know all their darkest secrets and to still have the desire to hold them close to you.
So you can like someone, you can lust after them
But can you really love them?
-n.p.
Jul 2013 · 278
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
He stands up tall beating at his chest like he's king of the jungle.
But in reality he's ripping at his flesh in order to release the demons that are eating away at the thing that lays beneath The skin and bones because he won't let his demons take his throne
-n.p.
Jul 2013 · 221
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
And so I broke his heart so I could know how it felt  to be one who isn't broken
-n.p.
Jul 2013 · 372
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
You ****** me over*
When you promised me those long nights wrapped in your arms
You ****** me over
With that show stopping smile that ripped the air from my lungs leaving me speechless
You ****** me over
And I loved every minute if it
And if I could go back in time I wouldn't change a thing and I guess that's when
I ****** myself over
       -n.p.
Jul 2013 · 642
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
Are you ever  so unsure about your feelings for someone? Like you might love them so much that it drives you to hate them with all your being?  The desire to crash your lips against theirs repulsing you to the point that it slowly widdles your brain into a mixingpot of emotions of both love and loath  
n.p.
Jul 2013 · 335
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Natalie Perez Jul 2013
It's funny isn't it?
How parents could simply watch their children destroy themselves without giving it a second thought?
How the very beings that ever so carefully create us can watch us pick ourselves apart without even a morsel of suspicion that we're slipping through the cracks
How a parent could look a their child's broken smile and think behind it there isn't a crushed spirit.
n.p.

— The End —