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  Aug 2014 y i k e s
y
You're such a babe
  Aug 2014 y i k e s
KILLME
I
    talk
            to
                  no
                        one
                      
                         no
                 one
         talks
     to
me
  Aug 2014 y i k e s
nate k
i wish to kiss her wrists
just like the blades once did;
replace those scars with wisps
of hope life once forbid
(c) nate k. 2014
for lucy.
  Aug 2014 y i k e s
Ariel Taverner
Guess what
You are not what you think your are
You may think your lips are ugly
I still want them on mine
You may think your hips are fat
I still want to put my hands on it
You may think your face is ugly
I still want to caress it
You may think your figure is unattractive
I still want to feel it pressed up against me
You may think you are stupid
I still want to talk to you
You may think your scars are ugly
I still want to hear every story
You may think your eyes are ugly
I still get lost in them
You may think your nose Is ugly
I still want to give it a rub with mine
You may think you are needy
I still want to hold you
You may think you are rude
I still prefer your company
You may dislike every part of yourself
I will still disagree with you
Now and until my breath completely runs out

You may hateyourself
But I still love you
y i k e s Aug 2014
dont get my hopes up

                 and pull them down to earth
                            
                                   ­  and stomp them into the ground

                                                      you­ inconsiderate ****
xo
  Aug 2014 y i k e s
a m a n d a
something about
that bass line
      kills me

    reminds me of you
(and sheila e)
          c o o l  air
and
a sense i have
|no more|
of things being right.
  Jul 2014 y i k e s
rained-on parade
Love is an art.

And I can barely
draw you a stick figure.
Funny story. True story.
15/1/14
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