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 Jun 2015 Pushkar Mishra
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 Jun 2015 Pushkar Mishra
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my heart aches for the pieces it has lost but
i simply cannot allow them to come back.
i still wouldn't be the same girl from
before even if they did.
tell me my heart is not broken and maybe ill be able to withstand these shards of glass being thrown at me from all directions.
Who are you
to toy with her heart
play with her innocence
tear her apart?

Who are you
to place a kiss
slowly and lovingly
upon her lips?

Who are you
to destroy her after?
You've had your fun
you're filled with laughter.

Who are you
to make her fall in love
promise her the world
let her fly like a dove?

But this dove
doesn't fly anymore.
You destroyed her heart
left her aching and sore.

Now this girl
whose heart you defeated
she doesn't understand
she feels alone and depleted.


To all the girls,
you're not a toy.
You're worth so much more,
than some stupid boy.
Summer fun
You and I
Living under
Perfect skies
Fall I didn't
See you much
But we still managed
To keep in touch
Winter came
You went away
Spring I realized
It wouldn't be the same
Summer's here
You're nowhere near
I really miss you
I hope you're happy, my dear
I've lost all my marbles
They're rolling down the stairs
They're tripping everyone around
Come near if you dare
monday @ 2.30 a.m*
my eyes are bloodshot and my words are slurred.

tuesday @ 4.50 p.m
do you remember how our bodies used to fit whenever we slept?

wednesday @ 8.00 p.m
I was so close to calling you, but the thought of actually having to tell you how I feel terrifies the **** outta me.

thursday @ 12.37 a.m
you just texted me back and I don't know the words to say to make you stay.

friday @ 11.05 p.m
i could've seen you tonight but instead im sitting in bed crying over the stupid things you once said.

saturday @ 1:25 p.m
i think it's time i forgot you...

sunday @ 6:37 a.m
i can't forget you...no matter what i do. i can't my mind off of you. it's sad, but true
Bathing in moonlight
Drenched in fatigue
Ready to surrender
Consciousness to sleep
Pastel skies
Stretch across vast seas
Stresses of existence
Long since relieved
Possibilities endless
Rolling waves transgress
Lost within
A beautiful nothing
Found an old photo album
In the basement the other day
Full of yellowed newspaper articles
Pictures old and frayed
Some in full color
Some in black, white, and gray
You really looked so happy back then
I wish I could give you back those days
I wish I could just
Crawl out of my skin
I hate the body
I'm trapped within
The worst feeling
Is hating yourself
It's much easier
To be hated by someone else
Because you can escape
Glares and gossip
But self hatred
There's no stopping
I'm trapped inside
A cage of despair
I'm a freak
At which everyone stares
It really is
Just all in my head
Either way
I'd rather be dead
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