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Darling, I hope I'm the cause of your
existential crisis,
opening your mind
in horrifying,
vulnerable
ways.

I hope I make you question
and I hope I make you learn.
Maybe I'll rewire your brain--
praise me
let me incarcerate my
writings in your
bones,
let my thoughts linger,
let the pads of my finger tips
dwell along
the contours of the railways
in your head,


let me in.
Quick write no edit go
Chalsey Wilder Jun 2013
She is lonely
Her heart, body, and soul
Screams to the heavens and to the underworld for a lover
Looking for someone to love her and to want her
Not only physically, but emotionally too
For someone to notice her when she's out of balance and out of care
Someone who will free her from her mind
Someone who will make her heart a whole
Someone who will appreciate her, respect her, care for her
Someone to give her heart to, and more
Someone to be free and open with
But no matter how loud she screams
It hasn't came yet
Her lover ceases to exist
And she remains to keep herself locked up inside
And let her silence intensify
nadya s Aug 2014
I feel really weird
Like homesick
For a place
That doesn't
Even exist
me rn
chloe fleming Nov 2014
i am way to tired to even ponder the thought of how i got to exist beside
you
and how on earth you wanted to exist beside me
too
i don't ******* know
Eleanor Rigby Nov 2014
Entire universes could exist
Between two people, he truthfully said.


F.Z.**N
10W
Amanda Lee Oct 2014
Baby, please.
It's the way you speak,
forming words so easily.
And I think of the way you think,
it keeps me from falling *asleep
.
flatsound
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