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In your arms I found the open ocean; Tides, waves, my serene sea, The most pleasant feeling of a morning breeze. In your eyes the best night skies; A Rhythm bright enough to leave the sun behind and wake up the night in just a heartbeat. My heartbeats. Cracked and Irregular by your every move. In your fingers untold mysteries; tangled within my own in secrets with the promises of never letting go. In your hair my favorite melody; Loud, and ruthless music for my deaf ears: A Symphony only I can hear. In your lips my muse; Better than Erato and Calliope combined, Carelessly whispering verses To last me the entire day, Softer than the birth of Roses. My Roses. For they are just for me, Sprouting from your lips, and blossoming with my touch. Our touch. In you I found poetry. With verses resting at your lips, My muse
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Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 11:07 PM UTC
My Muse.
Photos haunt me like the souls of fresh corpses memories Victims of time. The ink poured and pooled on my floor Smiles vanishing past all the gore. Polaroids, Polaroids Help Me Forget! Loving him was my biggest regret.
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 11:59 AM UTC
Polaroids
Walls without window Floor without feet Room without Roof Shouldn't I feel free? *But instead my throat is sore And my eyes stream with pain* **I don't think life was meant for me And these years have been in vain.**
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Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 6:53 PM UTC
Vacant Home
Starting to feel the cold in my hands. The sound of my breaking voice. Agonizing light. A Still world and again in darkness. The time is near, And a slow whisper tells my soul: "He is not worth all of this." Maybe I shouldn't wait anymore...
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Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 8:04 PM UTC
Waiting
I hear them all, I hear them say: *This Love you feel, Is not meant to stay.* **This love is so strange It'll drive you mad Smiling through tears At the thought of what you had.** I hear them whisper, "we are nothing but blind" Their voices get tangled in my mind. They question me And never let me see When will they just let this love be?
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
Their Voices
Thinking by myself For how long was I Afraid Of my own Destiny. Fearing I would fade Loosing my identity I was living on isolation Afraid of what I'll lose Afraid of sweet temptation... What a lame excuse.
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC
All these years of living alone
Oh knight in shining armor, Tender heart beneath the shield. I know you didn't mean to harm her; But it will take a while to heal.
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
Royal HeartBreak
I thought I was the girl with everything If only you could stay Thought I had it all and anything But those were lies I've been forced to say And find myself searching; Looking at all the things you've been saying to me: No reasons. No answers. Why couldn't I see?                         Do I deceive myself? Make of things what I want them to be all through those days when you were all that meant to me?
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 9:14 PM UTC
I thought I was the girl with everything
Have you ever loved someone so much But knew the fee was high That every time you shed a tear He made you want to die. Have you ever looked into his eyes And said a little prayer? Have you ever confided on all the lies And wished to feel better. Have you ever felt his heartbeat, When he told you to do so? And whisper, "Why, if you don't love me Do you never let me go." Have you ever tried so hard not to cry Just so he won't hear. Have you ever at least tried To hide such huge amount of fear.
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Jul 23, 2015
Jul 23, 2015 at 2:54 PM UTC
Have You Ever?
“Albert Camus wrote that the only serious question is whether to **** yourself or not. Tom Robbins wrote that the only serious question is whether time has a beginning and an end. Camus clearly got up on the wrong side of bed, and Robbins must have forgotten to set the alarm. There is only one serious question. And that is: Who knows how to make love stay? Answer me that and I will tell you whether or not to **** yourself.” ― Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
Can someone answer me?
What if I died today? Would he remember me tomorrow?
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 5:36 PM UTC
(10w) what if
Unlike the love in your eyes... Mirrors cannot tell lies.
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
(10w) Betrayal