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Jun 2015
some see it as rebelling and running off with your boyfriend that you just told you I love you and cuddling under the light of a thousand stars with him

they see it as the tender embrace  of another as there souls collapse into a fiery passion that fuels a adventure between them for a life time  

its seen as a partnership vowed souly on words and the representation of metal and minerals combined into a beautiful symbol of the companionship and hardships that lie ahead

it’s the relationship between a battered woman and her afternoon glass of wine that turns into a sorrowful night of screaming, drowning in her tears, and blaming herself for him being upset enough to hit her

it’s the thought process that she believes he will change . and that maybe if she fixes herself that he would stop beating her senseless. it’s the part where she lays down with him after a boxing match they just had in the living room and pretending like it never happened.  

it’s the part where the man who lost his wife to cancer picks up the needle and sticks in his arm and pushes the plunger and fills his veins with the toxins the burn and itch but brings the relief from the agonizing pain of the thoughts of missing her and his empty feelings of loneliness and regret of not saying his last goodbyes.

it’s the part where the heartbroken girl gets up and faces her boyfriend of 3 years knowing that hes cheating but still continues to live in denial and comes home to find him in bed with another woman and takes the gun and ends her life

it’s the beautiful moment of insanity that the broken girl has before she ties the noose and hangs herself in the dark. poor thing no longer has a beating heart...

it’s the excitement that dances in a pyromaniac's eyes as he sets his 100th fire but he has such an addiction he cant stop

addiction, confliction, the suicide attempts, the trying to fix yourself, the passion, the madness, the kiss of insanity he laid upon you....  

love comes in some form of you....whether you realize it or not
Written by
Rachelle Wilkins  Richmond
(Richmond)   
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