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 Nov 2014 The Last Wordsmith
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I can't believe
I managed to catch his eye.

I can't believe
he stared.

I can't believe
he started holding me close.

I can't believe
he's still there.
I saved myself a long time ago
from the demons that lived inside
they come around every now and again
but they see the fight in my eyes
I never prayed for a prince to come
and wisk me off my feet
come to my rescue
I am no damsel in distress
I'm the one who will defeat the evil things lurking
My fairytale has long since changed
since the first time I saw the pretty princesses
I do not want a knight in shining armor
but rather a partner in crime
 Nov 2014 The Last Wordsmith
I Am
Forgivness Is Not A Matter Of Whether Or Not You Deserve It
- It Is A Question Of Whether Or Not I Wan't **Peace
If I was dying
I would have no one
to call and whisper
my last words to.

How lonely.
11/9/2014

Hey Thanks,


Thank you for the long talks on the phone,
Thank you for all those fights and arguments,
Thank you for all those times we yelled and swore at each other,
All those times you said we where done.


Hey Thanks,


Thank You for staying after we fought,
Thank you for never giving up on me when everyone else has,
Even though I'm a big weight to carry.


Hey Thanks,


Thank you for giving me hope,
Thank you for giving me meaning again,
Thank you for making me a better person.


Even though we talk less now,


Hey Thanks,


Thank you for loving me.
I thank you for being the greatest gift god has given me, I pray we can fixed everything that we have wronged, and become that same happy person when we started talking.
The selfish part of me
Wants to be the one
To save you
But I know
That's not the way
I can't light up all your shadows
Because sometimes
Darkness traps me too
And I've lost focus of everything...
That matters anyways
Because the image of your lips
Softly trailing from my neck
To hers.
Is too engraved in my mind.
And I wish your lips
We're still engraved on my skin,
But the light brush work has
Worn off.
And now all I have is his lips,
That always feel like rocks
Probably from all that whiskey.
We've both had too much.
I just can't stop drinking of you.
~
      
           If
            I
        Could
         Find
           The
            Rhymes...
    Would
         You
             Be
                Mine?

~
Just wondering....
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