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 May 2013 urvashi
Hayley Simpson
Sometimes I don't like what I see in the mirror.
Love handles over the jeans like grubby hands picking for the last slice of pizza.
Sometimes I don't like the words written on paper.
Words hunched over till 5am that still come scrambled as my breakfast.
Sometimes I don't like how I kiss you.
My lips not being able to move in the way your hips do in those jeans.

But...

Sometimes I can't handle love that I see for myself.
How I find every scar on my skin a Van Gogh of flesh and memory.
Sometimes Laughter can not help but shuffle its' way from my chest.
Every facebook status a Emmy award winning season of words
Sometimes I can not wait for the next day.
When I get to taste the air in my lungs only to have it taken away again by the sun.

Sometimes a love/hate relationship is good....sometimes.
Written (2012)

Author: Wrote this for everyone, girl or boy, who hates to look at their reflection. You are loved from the inside out. It's love that we feel that others see and they are attracted to. Love yourself, because you are the only one who can be sure of that love.
 May 2013 urvashi
DieingEmbers
Oh blessed night devoid of light
no shadows and no stars
thy gentleness and sweet caress
as healed my many scars

How we have wept as others slept
the sleep we are denied
for no one knew I ran to you
and in your arms I died

Take me with you when day breaks through
and let this life be done
for I desire my fun'ral pyre
to shame the rising sun

Oh solemnly I swear to thee
that I can take no more
the pain the ache of each daybreak
is killing me for sure
A play on a book title

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