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Dark love now creeps through the cracks of what's left of my heart
lost nights in *****
And bruised kisses lost to drunken men
Cold comforting steal slashes lap at my already etched frame

These are just some things I do
To help me forget your *name
I wish I could say that I fall in love beautifully...
That I drift and soar with the wings of the birds on my heart.
That the air envys my weightless mind.
But I don't. I fall from the highest height into the deepest places of you and I
crash
Into love.
  Sep 2014 Shannon Acacia Wilson
Wilson
Funny how I never knew
Never had the slightest inkling
That I've been falling for you
With your long wavy hair
As brown as the earth around us
And eyes as bright as the morning sun
Your sly smile has made it's way into my dreams
Suffocating my mind and leaving memories
I've slowly begun to lose myself
Heart and soul
Falling into your hands
Waiting for you to decide what to do with them
Hoping, that your heart will somehow belong to me
And I can be the only one to keep it
Missing him is like looking out the window and realizing it's been raining for three days straight. Moments pass by so fast that you forget they even existed. The raindrops are so thick that the faces in front of you are blurred and you start to drown in the feeling that you get when you see him. The feeling that you get when she wears his sweater and when the air wreaks of the cologne on his neck. You try to avoid the wind that carries his voice around your ears but sometimes you hear it even when he isn't around. It isn't fair that he got to walk away dry and you're still drenched in the mess he made of you.

By Chloe Elizabeth
I was your cigarette - I gave you all of me
Until you decided I wasn't enough anymore
you threw me out
  
         And replaced me
Pale , washed out and faded.
Your once rose tinted lips that lingered at my body and colourless hands that grabbed my bruised hips , hungrily.
Our stollen kisses wasted on tequila and messed bed sheets.
It wasn't perfect but it was real.
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