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if only
the heart was made of
elastic materials
then just maybe
it will only bend
than
break

©IGMS
Enjoy the beautiful moments of your life
Leave all your regrets
And face reality with a smile
You're not alone
There are people to lean on
They'll be the cure for your heart
*You need to survive
im wondering if there are others who knows where i got this idea....
 Sep 2015 Rumi Arie
atticus
ocean
 Sep 2015 Rumi Arie
atticus
you crashed into me like waves
pulling me under, drowning me
as your lips met mine, i lost my breath
your taste filling my lungs like water

you touched me as if i was the smoothest seashell on the beach
your tongue felt like sand as it traced my thighs
i became a hurricane with you
nothing could stop my love for you

then you found a pearl
you tossed me back onto the sand
my storm slowly went away
as i watched you touch her just like you use to with me
 Sep 2015 Rumi Arie
Michelle
Did you ever hear the tale of the loneliest cigarette?
Bringing short term pleasure to just one man, while simultaneously burning herself away into oblivion, she is selfless.
He'll soon kick her to the kerb and stamp out her embers which she offered to him because it's what she thought he wanted.
When she is gone, he will take another.
*And she will be useless. Lifeless. Unwanted. Replaceable.
 Sep 2015 Rumi Arie
NV
THE WAY IN WHICH INSECURITY MAKES A HOME OF MY BODY,
LEAVING HER PILES OF SELF-DOUBT AND ANXIETY LYING ON THE FLOOR.
AS I CONTINUE TO STUMBLE AWAY FROM MIRRORS,
TRYING TO FIND A REFLECTION SHE HAS NOT BECOME A PART OF,
SHE REVEALS TO ME,
THAT THE MIRROR DOES NOT HAVE TO BE CRACKED IN ORDER FOR ME TO LOOK BROKEN.
I ASK HER WHY SHE HAS NOT MOVED OUT ALREADY,
AND SHE SAYS IT IS NOT HER FAULT THAT I ALWAYS LEAVE THE DOORS OPEN.
I TELL HER OF HOW I MISPLACED THE KEYS IN THE HANDS OF PEOPLE WHO COULD NOT LOVE ALL THAT I AM.
AND WITHOUT HESITATION,
SHE ASKS ME WHY I HAVE NOT YET CHANGED THE LOCKS.
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