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458 · Aug 11
Flowers
Crooked Gal Aug 11
Dead people receive more flowers
Than living ones
Because regret is stronger
than gratitude
Before it's too late
347 · Jul 29
The birds in the trees
Crooked Gal Jul 29
Seemingly hiding
But there's bout their
             home
Place they grew up
To achieve their own throne
Covered by sorrow
Like pine or
                     thy leaves
Never a hussle
After it pours to the
                                   seems

Careful little paths
          up
Some      and some
                                  down
Sleep all dressed up
but it's just a night gown
Care for each other
Cleanse one another
But its not a
                      lover
Just preseance of one's brother
Bright of the morning
one  lovely  symphony
Thy birds in a tree
As          as
      calm     can be
A mess of a thought..
297 · Jul 5
Enraged love
Crooked Gal Jul 5
I love you to the moon and back
No matter how far away the moon may seem
Having the spark of you in my life
Snuggled up next to me
No matter what the stars may deem

I feel like you're a piece of me
Quenched in in my bloodstream
Flowing through my veins
Guarding my self-esteem

Linger over me, stay don't leave
Don't alert when I aggrieve
And let me stay naive
As I express my spleen

You shouldn't listen
Don't act on my command
Cause everything I say
Will lead you straight to wasteland

As I love you with my whole heart
The anger in me stops gushing
With a brand new start
Into this world of soul crushing

I treasure you, like a pirate in the sea
No matter what I may plea
This case is closed
And the sails reach my coast

Gaze the last sunshine
Cause I'm the one you defined
I want to spread my love to you
maybe with a bitter-sweet glass of wine
What else can I do
to make you finally mine?

My mind is enraged with the feelings I have for you
I love you more than anything
But why can I be so cruel?
262 · Jul 28
Unlovable
Crooked Gal Jul 28
And I glaze the mirror
Asking myself
How could've he liked a girl like me?
Chubby cheeks, sunburned nose
Crooked eyebrows and ears,
that don't hear most
Hanging eyebags, sad doe eyes
and some teeth, which I despise
All in all, but it's no suprise
Loving one like me
Is as hard as it can be
Stop looking at me.
242 · Jul 17
Cigarettes
Crooked Gal Jul 17
You know I don't have a gun
To point at my own head
But there's other ways to
On the bright of one morning
Be declared dead

As I stare at my reflection
Oblivious to what I see
Because the only problem in my life
Is actually just me

The baggy jeans linger over my legs
And I can't live without cigarettes
The scars on my body
The cuts aren't deep
Maybe just enough to keep me asleep

I need a smoke
Perhaps one day I'll be brave enough
To reach my own home

The need to close my eyes
And shut my naïve mind
from believing those stupid lies

The cloud retreats my mouth
Tomorrow I'm moving south
Or maybe just buy another pack
That's just enough to fulfil my lack
208 · Jul 16
I question sanity
Crooked Gal Jul 16
Sane or insane
No difference in between
As sane defines perfect
All to perfect is insane
200 · Jul 18
Waiting
Crooked Gal Jul 18
As I lay in your arms
Am I the only one that collapsed?
And by the skyfall
when you come home
I'll be waiting in the halls that I roam

To look into those eyes
as if for the last time
And feel your body up against mine
Perhaps I'm crossing a deep line
But I'll be waiting
In hand a bittersweet glass of wine
Near unconscious, but my love
for you everything's fine

How much blood have I lost
To prove my love to you
Seems as your hearts burried in frost
How can you be so cruel?

Every night you hear my sorrow
As I plead for ones name
Perceive my eyes go hollow
Oh, love, waiting for you
I've lost my sane
Please come home
175 · Jul 17
Beyond
Crooked Gal Jul 17
Hold me in your arms
Watch my wrists bleed
And keep my legs warm
Overwhelmed with horrid deed

So much of you I demand
How much can you bare?
Oh, for you to understand
I am beyond repair
If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
171 · Aug 11
I miss you
Crooked Gal Aug 11
The little things in life
A voice alike to yours
The cold morning soars
remind me your absence
Regret fills my throat
I miss you even more
second after I missed you before
I miss you more and more

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