#hopelessromantics - Hello Poetry

I cut her vocal chords & stitched her mouth shut. To keep her voice from emanating like petrichor. I stored her echoes inside a music box to sing me to sleep.

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Feb 3, 2016

Feb 3, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC

BaezJo

Music Box

I cut her vocal chords & stitched her mouth shut. To keep her voice from emanating like petrichor. I stored her echoes inside a music box to sing me to sleep.

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All the love in the world couldn't compare to the love I had for you If the oceans dried up, rivers evaporated, streams and all bodies of water dissipated My love for you would fill the worlds water supply and overflow it. I'm like vine roots growing on your masonry surface. Hidden in the cracks of your structure walls. It became abundantly clear that love didn't chemically reconstruct in your brain. I guess, I'm obsess with being depress over you or obsess in love with you. But I know history has shown we've always been on completely different terms. All you want is my presence because time has convince you that you miss it. But that's all you want. I on the other hand don't miss you. I want you in your complete form. I'm obsess with your pearly white straight teeth . You never needed braces. I'm obsess with your round shape eyes . They stood out like your round shape cheeks. I'm obsess with your artificial dimples. But your face has always looked so perfectly flawless naked. Your outer beauty will never compare to your inner ugly. Yet somewhere deep inside your ugliness I found happiness. Or so I believed.

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Jan 12, 2016

Jan 12, 2016 at 3:40 PM UTC

BaezJo

Obsess

All the love in the world couldn't compare to the love I had for you If the oceans dried up, rivers evaporated, streams and all bodies of water dissipated My love for you would fill the worlds water supply and overflow it. I'm like vine roots growing on your masonry surface. Hidden in the cracks of your structure walls. It became abundantly clear that love didn't chemically reconstruct in your brain. I guess, I'm obsess with being depress over you or obsess in love with you. But I know history has shown we've always been on completely different terms. All you want is my presence because time has convince you that you miss it. But that's all you want. I on the other hand don't miss you. I want you in your complete form. I'm obsess with your pearly white straight teeth . You never needed braces. I'm obsess with your round shape eyes . They stood out like your round shape cheeks. I'm obsess with your artificial dimples. But your face has always looked so perfectly flawless naked. Your outer beauty will never compare to your inner ugly. Yet somewhere deep inside your ugliness I found happiness. Or so I believed.

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I fell for it again So here I am Laying in bed Wondering Why? Why don't you love me? Or did you love me at all? Your love disguised in alibis ramshackles my mind I love you more than words could describe I love you more than this world could understand I fell for it again So here I am Writing you another poem Feeling like a ghost As you see right through me As you walk right pass me I fell for it again And I've discovered a theory I'm not afraid of heights It's the impact that scares me I fell for it again Alessandra, I fell for you again.

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Jan 11, 2016

Jan 11, 2016 at 3:51 AM UTC

BaezJo

Alessandra

I fell for it again So here I am Laying in bed Wondering Why? Why don't you love me? Or did you love me at all? Your love disguised in alibis ramshackles my mind I love you more than words could describe I love you more than this world could understand I fell for it again So here I am Writing you another poem Feeling like a ghost As you see right through me As you walk right pass me I fell for it again And I've discovered a theory I'm not afraid of heights It's the impact that scares me I fell for it again Alessandra, I fell for you again.

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Time wraps it's hour hand around my neck, asphyxiating me While the minute hand runs a dagger of reality through my temple and cuts me open To spill the real consciousness of time, inside my head I've been walking around bleeding out With hope in my heart, pretending that love could last forever

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Jan 9, 2016

Jan 9, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC

BaezJo

Time

Time wraps it's hour hand around my neck, asphyxiating me While the minute hand runs a dagger of reality through my temple and cuts me open To spill the real consciousness of time, inside my head I've been walking around bleeding out With hope in my heart, pretending that love could last forever

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