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Your eyes forecast
the coming of showers...

your persona gloomy
forever overcast by dark clouds

whether I say...


I love you

Or

not.
Weather I say I love you or not.
The urgency to escape,
The agony of the pain.
My eyes tired, worn out and sore,
From the countless tears I cried.

I looked around desperately,
Grabbing the only thing in sight.
Tears crawling down my face,
Deeper. Deeper. Deeper.
Redness trickled,
Stinging sensations burst.

I glare into the mirror,
Scowling at my reflection.
My eyes drawing towards the deep scar,
That seems eternally engraved into my arm.
you wish me to be
free from my demons
and calm like the sea
how angered I am
that you can't see
I'm lost in the ocean
with nothing but monsters inside of me ;
      and I wish you would realize
      awareness is key.
I'm bleeding
and
I don't want it to stop

and then
I think of you
and I just let the tears drop

I don't know how to express my feelings;
you don't know who I am.

So maybe
I should carve the letters into my skin
so you can understand

I'm not a pretty person
You can't see me inside
And those I've shown it to
Just run away and hide

So if I can't express the pain
and no one understands
I guess I'll show my feelings
with my own two hands.
I said I'd love you until death due us part
But I swear I've been dying every day
since the first time I saw you and I
still love you more than a punk show
or a cigarette; a warm hazelnut coffee
or a fresh tattoo.

I said I'd write about you until my fingers break
But I swear I don't have to
Your voice is my favorite poem
It sounds like beauty
And tastes like pain
Love that is given, can
never be taken back.
Be every careful where
you place your heart.
For it is your heart, that
leads to your soul.
Always remember you
only have one heart
and one soul, for if you
ever give them away.
Make sure the receiver
of this precious gift.
Will always treat them
with love and care.
last night
I came to the conclusion
that
every time you leave, I
die a little inside
and
I don’t want to tell you
‘cause
if you knew
I’m not sure whether you’d
stay in effort to keep me alive
or if you’d
keep on leaving until I’m

dead
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