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12.9k · Mar 2014
care
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
when you care about someone
you care about how they make you feel
the person you love
you care about
that is why you cry when they do something horrible to you
so simply don't care
stop caring
not completely
but enough to be happy
1.4k · Mar 2014
Ballet
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
in ballet they tell you to be beautiful
graceful,
elegant,
and soft,
but how is a person with such disgusting
cluttering,
saddening,
dark thoughts
supposed to be anything like that
1.3k · Apr 2014
Imagine
Liv Blaise Apr 2014
Imagine how quiet the world would be
if we only had a certain amount of breaths in a life time
Imagine how quiet the world would be
1.0k · Mar 2014
heartbreak, not.
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
heartbreak is not real
when someone breaks your heart it still goes on beating
it does not feel pain, it does not hurt
what hurts is your thoughts and memories
how they are shattered and tainted with bitter words saying
"I don't love you anymore"
heartbreak is not real
when someone breaks your heart it still goes on beating
so go on like your heart does
im not sure if this one makes sense???
859 · May 2014
drunk call me
Liv Blaise May 2014
And you got drunk every weekend
And smoked till you were dizzy
but never once did you call me
they say the people you drunk call are the people who matter
so maybe i was nothing to you
even though you were everything to me
sober or not
697 · Apr 2014
petal
Liv Blaise Apr 2014
he loves me
he loves me not
he loves me
he loves me not
i love him
he loves me not
578 · Mar 2014
Beauty
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
do you ever look at a waterfall and wonder
how many times the same water molecule has fallen down it
do you ever look at a massive field and wonder
how many blades of grass are in it
do you ever look at a mountain and wonder
how long it would take for you to climb it
do you ever look at a flower and wonder
how many butterflies have landed on it
do you ever look at yourself and wonder
how it is you got so beautiful
because you are
495 · Apr 2014
joker
Liv Blaise Apr 2014
you always loved to tell jokes
but my favorite one was when you told me that you'd never stop loving me
and you did
472 · Mar 2014
finding poetry
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
If you've found someone who makes you want to write poetry
even if you're **** at it
you've found love
418 · Mar 2014
the things he loves
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
he loves radiohead
he loves to think about life
he loves to ask deep questions hoping for a deep answer
he loves reciting song lyrics in stupid silly voices
he loves dogs and thinking about the day he can finally get one
he loves teasing me about how bad my jokes are
even though he always laughs at them
but my favorite thing he loves
is me
411 · Jun 2014
it's not fair
Liv Blaise Jun 2014
And it's not fair that everyone leaves me when I say I don't want to be alone
And it's not fair that I cry when I think about him when he's all alone
And it's not fair that no one has to care about you
384 · May 2014
I
Liv Blaise May 2014
I
why won't you love me how I want you too
why wont you tell me its okay
instead of telling me it might be
why wont you say i love you
instead of an inaudible love you
because
the i matters
just like you matter to me
and just like how I want to matter to you
379 · May 2014
poet
Liv Blaise May 2014
I want to write poetry on your skin
350 · Mar 2014
Mindful
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
His mind is so lovely like a field full of flowers
all blooming in their own time all his thoughts coming out on their own
no prying
no encouraging
just opening up on their own
his mind makes me want to be a better person
all his thoughts on what life is and how we're supposed to get through it
they make me feel like i need to be more
need to be better
get better
for him
340 · Apr 2014
read me
Liv Blaise Apr 2014
i know you love reading,  so as you slept i whispered everything i ever wanted to tell you into your books hoping that the next time you open them, you will hear my voice from inside the pages
322 · Mar 2014
Breathe
Liv Blaise Mar 2014
If you told me to hold my breath
I'd hold it till you said to stop
even if that meant till my face was blue and death was near
just let me know if my poems are **** or not please
298 · Oct 2017
A Quiet Anxiety
Liv Blaise Oct 2017
It's eerily silent in the dull
classroom
No one speaks
Only the sound of clicking keyboards fill the room
But it is loud and I am dizzy
The floor is falling from beneath my fidgeting feet
Cracks go up the wall and spider off
Pieces of the ceiling fall down
No one moves
No one notices
The dust makes the air thick
Its hard to breathe as
A question interrupts the silence
No one is coughing but me
My face is red and my lungs are full
i havent written poetry in a while but im relapsing and university isnt helping
287 · Jan 2019
Leo
Liv Blaise Jan 2019
Leo
Burning and thrashing
your skin is melting into mine
your heart and your lungs a ball of fury
burning and burning
until they are gone
your bones falling to the ground
laid in a pile of misfortune
251 · Dec 2018
Ashes
Liv Blaise Dec 2018
you started a fire in me
a fire so strong
it burnt my walls down
you couldnt handle it
it blazed for days
months
years
before it burned everything down
and you were nowhere to be found
im trying to write again. feeling very unconfident
136 · May 2020
A small room for a big girl
Liv Blaise May 2020
These walls are too close together
their shoulders are too broad

The ceiling is too low
for their high egos

I am a big girl
in a small room

where no one moves
sometimes its hard to make room for yourself
135 · Dec 2018
doll
Liv Blaise Dec 2018
my ribs crack when you breathe
your hands rough on my shoulders as you crack my back
my insides spilling into you
you pull me apart
you sew me back together
you pull the strings
my body moves
only for you
128 · Jan 2019
The Only Home I Ever Loved
Liv Blaise Jan 2019
The walls weren't always strong
and more times than not rain got in
The cracks would grow with my bones
and the attic was cloudy
The dirt would get dug into
mud covering the yard
111 · Dec 2018
143
Liv Blaise Dec 2018
143
you snap me in half
wondering why im not filled with flowers
when youve stopped watering me
long ago

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