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Moonlight Bliss Sep 2015
Pain was the only thing that's left with her. Her mind was blank and her heart was gone, stolen. Left her hanging in the dark with no one to hold onto.

She was trapped and shackled with memories that are absurd. Promises that tied her up in the darkness making her feel weak -- wanting to break fee. She was hopeless. Devastated.

Maybe this was her prize. She loved him too much that she forget who she was and who wants to be. She let him destroyed her, leaving herself wounded with unbearable pain.
Moonlight Bliss Jul 2015
...you know that the sparks that once bind you are slowly fading away.

...you feel like he is not the same man you fell in love with before.

...you feel that the love is not there anymore.

...you feel that you're falling out of love already.

...you see him happy with another girl, when it's supposed to be you.

...you feel that you're just another option to him.

and when you realize that you've sacrificed so much for him but he doesn't seem to appreciate.
  Jul 2015 Moonlight Bliss
Rockie
It's something ordinary
To love things beautiful,

But it really is something beautiful
To love the ordinary.
Moonlight Bliss Jul 2015
You said you wouldn’t hurt me
but you did.

You said you wouldn’t leave me
but you did.

You said you wouldn’t replace me
but you did.

You said you wouldn’t forget me
and all the things we’ve shared
but you did.

You said you wouldn’t hold someone else
like how you hold me tight at night
but you did.

You said you wouldn't kiss someone else
like how you kiss me
but you did.

**You said you wouldn’t and you ******* did. All of these were just lies that tormented my soul into pieces and left me like a broken glass.
  May 2015 Moonlight Bliss
Bailey Lewis
I’ve written numerous
Poems for you
Each and every one
Delicately written

Pictures painted
With words bleeding
From my pen until
The paper is soaked

Yet you cast aside
The pain it is
To arrange
Those words for you

I'm pondering
If pouring
My heart out
Is worth it anymore

Well this poem
Will be torn up
Because you don’t
Deserve it

I wonder
If you ever did
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