Hip bones bring me concrete clouds,
weighed down with the blood from the stars crushing my ribs.
And I swore I broke my smiles into my gums,
I left them for dead beneath the boxes on the floor.
And ball point pens played acupuncture games on my wrists,
and I laughed at the fact that you never knew,
why I cut my food into such tiny bits.
I'm a novelty, a travesty,
a case file that you'd like left closed.
Shut away in a dust filled closet,
I cough up my lungs and pretend that I'm fine.
Well how would you know what it's like to hurt?
You don't know, you don't know.
Your perceptions are screwed,
you think you're immortal, untouchable, bullet proof.
But I thought that has always been me?
The girl who couldn't get hurt,
no matter how many fucking bullets you shoot at her.
I thought I was the unstoppable one.
But you saw through me,
you found my soft spot and pressed as hard as you could
until I broke down.
I couldn't breath and I couldn't think.
Sleeping and eating were obsolete,
who needs them when I have you?
Tomorrow's another day,
so maybe we should just give in [and let it happen]
But I waited to long, and choked on my apologies,
and then you were gone.
Without a word of goodbye, because I never knew you called.
I would always wait for you,
but you were too impatient to hold the candle lit for my footsteps.
(don'twasteyourtimeonmeyou'realreadythevoiceinsidemyhead)
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I don't know, like you don't know.
[oh bby]
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DAM, there's some harshness and....anger? Or frustration maybe?? I don't know, I can definitely sense the pain, the words ring CLEAR, and as always, the most unique, creative, and oh-so-effective metaphors that leave me speechless.
You already know I admire the way you think, and write. I hope it's just expression, and maybe not so much true, but if you, or someone, is hurting this much, I am sorry
I don't like it, and I want to fix it. Jerks, men can be!
How do you think so amazingly!?
Michele
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it is...I don't even know where this came from
one of those days when the world doesn't seem to make sense and so I write a bunch of psycho-babble-bullshit to clear my head.
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As always, your comment made me super happy.
ily darling, thank you.<33
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oh honey.
you never cease to amaze me.
your words are gorgeous...
&& they create the most profound imagery.
i love you hunni doll.
♥
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Hip bones bring me concrete clouds,
weighed down with the blood from the stars crushing my ribs.
And I swore I broke my smiles into my gums,
I left them for dead beneath the boxes on the floor.
And ball point pens played acupuncture games on my wrists,
and I laughed at the fact that you never knew,
why I cut my food into such tiny bits.
I'm a novelty, a travesty,
a case file that you'd like left closed.
Shut away in a dust filled closet,
I cough up my lungs and pretend that I'm fine.
Well how would you know what it's like to hurt?
You don't know, you don't know.
I def. love those lines and
the words you used. but Of Course
ily more! =]
♥
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Eep! So purdy
Loving the Blink quote at the end xxx
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