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 Aug 2017 nora
Jackeline Chacon
Dreaming of walking model thin
Unaware she's bones and skin

She lives in a damaged brain
Drowned from her vomiting pain

Her insecurity torn up her mind
Left her bulimic and mentally blind

Always hugging her toilet beside
Half dead from purging her soul inside

Crying because her ugly reflection
She won't give up until she's perfection
 Aug 2017 nora
Scarlet Hue
Now that I think about it,
You weren't that great
You were there for me
        But presence doesn't mean much
You comforted me
        But hollow promises hold no value
None of this was as bad
As when you distanced yourself
You stopped putting in the effort
        So I tried twice as hard
You walked away, not looking back
        As I drowned and gasped for air
The crazy part is
The air in my lungs changed me
My vision got blurry
        But everything was more clear
A realization appeared
You were no longer there-
I could finally come up and breathe in
The air.
I feel good but all the recent stuff I've written has a morbid feel to it...
 Jul 2017 nora
Seema
Mocking Angel
 Jul 2017 nora
Seema
I would like, you to know
That you were my devotion
And if I die, my soul will wonder
In a wait for your anticipation
I am sick of everything around
White lies, dark lies, all lies surround
A fool, I was believing in you
Surly you've left me to drown
One truth, an honest word
You never attempted to plead
Just stood there in the dark
Watching my wings tear and bleed
I went, out of my way to guide you,
On your righteous path each day
In a battle, I fought for you
But that win, you took it away
Now, I am a damaged angel
Mocking myself for goodness sake
Innocent man, gain easy trust
Then turnout to be fake!



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Fiction
 Jul 2017 nora
Scarlet Hue
The cars sped past me
thumbs up, I didn't lose hope
hours later, the sound of traffic filled my ears
yet I stood there with a bright smile
greeted with insults and scared faces
I began to walk
the path was not in my favour
when finally, I reached my destination
content with myself, I expected to be received with open arms
arms-they were, open-they were not
putting on my armour
I began to walk
 Jul 2017 nora
Scarlet Hue
Joy
 Jul 2017 nora
Scarlet Hue
Joy
Joy is rarely brought into your life by the success of others
One, whose success brings joy into your life and whose failure brings you grief
Is one you should hold
One that makes you fortunate
For you have attained selfless joy
A rare marvel of mankind that none have understood
Yet all wish to obtain
To be equally content in another's accomplishments is a rare quality nowadays and selflesness, another forgotten word...
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