Gemma

Gemma Jul 2017

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I'm too young
to have lived like this;
I'm too young
to have given my heart,
my bed,
my life,
To you.
But I offered it to you.
No man could resist

If you loved me;
If you were truly the man I worshiped,
you wouldn't have let me.
You would have tried harder
to tell me to care about my life.
But you and I
withhold a sweet selfishness,
and not even I can blame you
for stripping the last pieces of my childhood
right off of my body

I spent a year in your arms
and no where else

Gemma Jul 2017

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And now you're gone
Not an empty void
No
Just a blank space

Gemma Jul 2017

I'm here because of you

Thank you for putting me through hell. You made me realize
how much I wanted heaven.

(the biggest turning point in my short life)

Gemma Jul 2017

Thanks

Thanks for the memories
For teaching me
They're both very good and very painful

the things that I'll never be able to tell you

#memories

Gemma Jul 2017

Curls

Before I left you
You sheared off all of your long hair
The hair I spent endless hours admiring

She'll never have those soft curls wrapped around her fingers
That one thing
She'll never have

My beautiful curls

The only memory I won't have to share

Jul 2017

MeghanKylie

i see you.

torn between the past and the present
another version of you dies
you run towards the future
but then you start to cry

what if
you'll always feel
alone?

push that aside; you're better than that.
you are intricate,
you are beautiful,
you are pure.

they just can't see it.

they just don't see you.

but i do.
i see your flaws, and how they make you beautiful.
i see the way your hair falls on your face,
the crack in your voice when you start to cry,
the patterns on your summer dress,
the strings on your black hoodie

i see you.
i see the way people ignore
something so
unique;

you.

Jul 2017

B Moreaux

a moment on love

I feel it when
I lie in the clutter
parched and stirring
it tells me to close my eyes
so, I can see
it hands me it’s nourishment
love is the light
that leads me in the dark
when my eyes are closed
and hands are tied
It feeds my senses
And suggests
all things point to yes

#love