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It was the mouths fault smacking together, flicking sticky reality onto her collarbone. Squishing perfectly whole beginnings into soggy afterthoughts It could have left them alone, yet silence is failure, and success was all it could talk about Never reach for a door closing if you can't handle the pain. Pinched knuckles inflamed with blame, stiffly folding in quiet fury Nails are diva's rallying strikes when ignored, scratching at patience always needing attention All active in the community: grabbing and giving, holding and pushing, killing and mending, building and breaking. Thing is, fingerprints only matter in crimes It's losing pressure. Deflating, collapsing. Rubbing is hopeless, exams are lazy, blinking is irritating. No focus Look at her-                          Can't. Look her in the eyes-                          Won't No focus, no focus, ......no .....fo....                                       *{bare shoulders                              fingers intertwined                                               soft...lips..                                    broken skateboards                                               midnight bench talk                                          sun burns                                     you're it                                            you're it                                                             you're}*                                                                                Not. Reading makes it worse, table charts said it would continue deteriorating. Always blurred, always squinting. So much depending, so much waiting. so much, so much, ......so....muc                                                        *{desire                                                                    promises                                                             hope                                                        backseat lounging                                                                    hours of music                                                    October coffee                                                                 I'm ready                                                                         I'm ready                                                                                                I'm}*                                                                                                                Not. Never. Stop. Don't quit, don't go easy. Committed- following through, following these vines. These promises Don't underestimate- prove it. Every day, every day, every.single.day.                                  *but.                                 please.                                  I am,                                      hurting                                 I trust                                     and                                 I'm failed                            I won't let you down                                    but.                           Don't take me for granted                           I am strong, I am strong, I am strong                                    but.                           I have moments* Mouth's lie, hand's reach, eye's fade, heart's ache. Be more than the weakness I am only human            but. I want more
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Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 11:52 PM UTC
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It was the mouths fault smacking together, flicking sticky reality onto her collarbone. Squishing perfectly whole beginnings into soggy afterthoughts It could have left them alone, yet silence is failure, and success was all it could talk about Never reach for a door closing if you can't handle the pain. Pinched knuckles inflamed with blame, stiffly folding in quiet fury Nails are diva's rallying strikes when ignored, scratching at patience always needing attention All active in the community: grabbing and giving, holding and pushing, killing and mending, building and breaking. Thing is, fingerprints only matter in crimes It's losing pressure. Deflating, collapsing. Rubbing is hopeless, exams are lazy, blinking is irritating. No focus Look at her-                          Can't. Look her in the eyes-                          Won't No focus, no focus, ......no .....fo....                                       *{bare shoulders                              fingers intertwined                                               soft...lips..                                    broken skateboards                                               midnight bench talk                                          sun burns                                     you're it                                            you're it                                                             you're}*                                                                                Not. Reading makes it worse, table charts said it would continue deteriorating. Always blurred, always squinting. So much depending, so much waiting. so much, so much, ......so....muc                                                        *{desire                                                                    promises                                                             hope                                                        backseat lounging                                                                    hours of music                                                    October coffee                                                                 I'm ready                                                                         I'm ready                                                                                                I'm}*                                                                                                                Not. Never. Stop. Don't quit, don't go easy. Committed- following through, following these vines. These promises Don't underestimate- prove it. Every day, every day, every.single.day.                                  *but.                                 please.                                  I am,                                      hurting                                 I trust                                     and                                 I'm failed                            I won't let you down                                    but.                           Don't take me for granted                           I am strong, I am strong, I am strong                                    but.                           I have moments* Mouth's lie, hand's reach, eye's fade, heart's ache. Be more than the weakness I am only human            but. I want more
his mouth, his hands, his eyes, my heart
megan-hundley
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25/F/American
Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 11:52 PM UTC
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