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Paige 5h
A calming stretch of existence
Spiralled into an abyss of discomfort
Burnt out by the joy of realisation
Eyes dancing on the horizon
Maybe we are Orphic
Two fleeting souls
Craving the familiarity of scabs between our teeth
Questions
What are you doing to me ?
Paige 1d
With this stabbing ache my chest
My hands quivering at the screen
Tears dancing at the brim of my eyes
Craving something I had never before
What was happening to me ?
Paige 7d
It was this feeling
That kept me from the bounds of love

Pick up the phone
He called
I called back ...
No one answered

A good morning text sinking on the verge of our last conversation

You abandoned me
Left me to die
In the needles of my own mind

But

You texted back
Gave me a view of why hour heart had chosen Mine
To its own accord

It's this feeling I despise

The questions dancing at the heel of my feet
Tripping me
Be careful , here's when I fall on my face

It's this feeling I despise

Walking into a home
Whose lock has never been changed
And many have walked through its dulled out edges

It's this feeling I despise
The feeling of actually being in love with you
Not now , yesterday, tomorrow or today
But again?
Paige 7d
My pen broke
Between my fingers
And before I knew it
Words came to difficult
Hardly a thing known to man
I had lost my worth between the creases of my page
I have never felt this before

Why can I not write
When my heart yearns for nothing more
?
Paige Jan 18
And suddenly
...
You stumbled back into the barren field you once called home
Sat on your side of the bed
And threw your socks across the room
Told me tales of where you've been
And I listened , whilst straining at my teeth
Fighting the urge to cuss you out
The words fly right out of my mouth before my mind could brace you for the fall
"I don't remember letting you in"
Paige Jan 18
I had gained weight
Packed a few KGS in the wrong places
Dresses looked too sloppy
Jeans barely passed my thighs
I hated water , only GOD knows why
My feet were to small
My waist the wrong size
Trust me I'm not insecure
But I'm also non the wise
My face has betrayed me in every aspect of the word
I think acne and I are good friends,but maybe I should burn the edges of our friendship and let her go
Luckily I love my nose
But what else is there to keep
Trust me I'm not insecure
But it's all the same to me
Paige Jan 4
I have layed my flesh to stone
And held the art of my pleasures
Against the wall
I have fed on every trench of your skin
And fallen pray to the bed between the curves of your thighs
But why do I feel like I can never get enough of you
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