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just tell me that you think I look pretty tonight
and that my eyes look dazzling under lights
please don’t hesitate on all that you’re thinking
because now all the thoughts in my head are spinning
d.c.
Chris 1d
I won't say much, but what I know,
is that beauty always is.

Simply this. Near only this.

I don't know much but what I want,
the blind man can also see.

It's not the looks, it's not the touch, It's to be free.

I do wish to have it all, but what I get,
still is a bliss.

Beauty is. Beauty is.
An unstoppable force,
An unspeakable thought,
An inexpressible emotion,
An indescribable comfort,
An unimaginable sensation,
An ineffable desire.
Too much control and too much power.
Loathe it or Love it, cannot pick one.
Give the control or fight for it, cannot pick one either.
I can lie here..

     Damaged..

Harmed..

         Bleeding..

    Regression to the
    Fetal position.

    Like some sort of child.

Weeping.

      Crying.

          Hoping someone saves
          me.
                     But no one will.

I've suffered many dreams about you.

           I've endured a lot of
           torment for you.

     I've felt the phantom pain.

              Burn.

Seering.

          Seething.

                Mindlessness.

   ­       Meaningless.

Painful.
      
            

How could you allow yourself to become a ***** to the pain?
I needed you and you were no longer there for me.

Indeed..
   He needed you, dear.
      And you let him perish.
          He will always express.

             Because he believed
             you deserved care.

But I presume you didn't think the same about him.

        Or at least..
        It looks that way to him.
        He doesn't really know,
        to be honest.

Yet you come back and notice my distress.

And put me into conflict once more.

How am I supposed to feel?

My left trapezius hurts.
My heart is surrounded by darkness.
My soul cries out in agony.
My spirit surrounds me and protects me
in ethereal might.

I'm in ruins.
And it's like you don't care.
It really hurts tonight. Yet I'm thankful I can feel now. Spent a few hours very numb.
My lungs feel empty
Like floating in outer space
You’re the air I breathe
Haiku
I wish it was real
Someone who gets me
So effortlessly
Who reads into my soul
And feels every insecurity
And accepts the real me
**** hot
I like you a lot
Smart sass
What a great ***
You are deep and complex
Not like the others
Let’s go away
To a different time
I’ll explore
You be my *****
With the brains of more
Let me learn
Intrigue
Show you parts of this world
You never saw before
My view
Question everything true
I’ll show you
The truth
Let me take your hand
To never never land
Where it is just us
Ruffle your feathers stop being so square
Get out of your head
I want you to share
The deepest parts of you
Your desires
I promise I’ll make them true
My safety net
Let’s explore your pleasure
I promise I won’t hurt you
Never
sometimes I find it hard to talk to you
so I make lists in my sleep,
of something I could say.
but still I come up empty.
what is it about you?
I can’t live with you or without you.
every single day, I sit in my anxiety.
trying to find a way to say anything.
won’t you remember that I’m your baby?
and if you give a ****, won’t you not leave me?
you’re the one I’ll always choose,
please be mine and don’t waste my time.
love me for who I’m meant to be,
so won’t you please give me something?
because sometimes it’s hard for me to talk to you.
heavily inspired by rent
Laura G 3d
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Desired but never adored
Needed but never wanted
Am I cold & calculated
or broken
with no net, no harness
I do not want to live
in fear anymore
I do not want to live
without desire anymore
I want to move to
a city where I know nobody
where I will have
a movie marathon alone
where I will have
a dinner at my own convenient
where I will have
the entire space to my own
where I will talk
to myself in front of the mirror
where I will suffer
alone from my crooked back
I am pretty sure it ia
more meaningful than
to be greeted by
thoughtful strangers
to be harrassed by
vengeful neighbours.

sometimes, knowing that
you are loved from afar
will make you want to fish
for the sun from the star.
countless
tempestuous moments
a prognosis of the
stupendous temperament
a desire to believe
a desire to achieve
and I have never
looked away,
from the shallowest river
that I have sunk my foot into.
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