[i'll give you a few moments to catch your last breath]
cuz bby, this is the end.
run, run, run [as fast as you can]
but no matter how fxcking hard you try,
i swear, you'll.never.catch.me.
(every time i take 2 steps forward
you take 3 steps back)
the *sequins* that replaced my ♥
seem to be coming unglued.
{now it's your smile vs. my dagger}
count to 5 & wait for the sirens to bleed;
the stars will cry the blackest tears tonight
&when you see the sky [finally] swallow those *twinkling* lies
promise me you'll rip the sutures from your lips.
(i want to hear you scream
so i know you can feel pain too)
you'd better be prepared to eat your words
or at least let me shove them down your throat.
close you eyes & breathe in slowly;
the chains that bind your ♥ compliment the liquid chrome
the p-p-pulses through your veins.
(your technicolor tongue & aching wounds
make it hard to pull the trigger on sympathy)
this heart-shaped hole in my chest
is the only thing keeping me out of the ER.
{ironic, isn't it?}
ohh bby, we're going down in a blaze of betrayal;
candy-coated [cliche] carnage pirouettes across my bathroom floor,
&now that the clock strikes *11:11*
i can watch your fairytale turn to pixie dust.
(i wish it was 4a.m. forever
so i'd never have to make another damn wish)
take one more step in the wrong direction,
i dare you.
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You write some of the best imagery I have ever seen... My favorite part is when you say: "Youd better be prepared to eat your words or at least let me shove them down your throat".
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I love this...
enough said.
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"you'd better be prepared to eat your words
or at least let me shove them down your throat."
there are some parts that seem a bit forced but these are awesome.
"i can watch your fairytale turn to pixie dust.
(i wish it was 4a.m. forever
so i'd never have to make another damn wish)
take one more step in the wrong direction,
i dare you."
god;;
its great.
♥ ♥
[[alexsis]]
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You do wonderful things with metaphors, it's refreshing to see so many visuals. The words play out like a Shakespearean tragedy.
i wish I wrote like you back when I was your age, a las the abuse was different then, and heartbreak was to be the future.
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wow, this has a sarcastic sweetness about it... i don't really know how to describe it, so we'll let the applause say it for themselves.
♥
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"count to 5 & wait for the sirens to bleed;
the stars will cry the blackest tears tonight"
i love those lines .... They let your imagination saw im sorry you had to go through this -
dude ive really got a tear running down my cheek this is so sad im so sorry babe
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Man...
This should be said in a doorway.. great exit or entrance.
You write with a lot of balls...very cool...your like the female Tom Waits...
Sorry I'm broke... this is a 5 star piece.
LOWELL POE, -
every new poem you write, just proves how amazing you are at writing poetry.
and you knew this one was going to be better than everything else you've ever written didn't you?
because bby, it is.
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haha whatevvv.
i suck.
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ey you know what, I enjoy reading alot of your stuff. Theres only a few people that I enjoy reading...ha, I say that like my opinion counts or something XP
...this made me want to write, maybe its the pills i dont know,...im going to write something now because of this -
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well thank you darling!
♥
personally, i hate my own writing,
but heyy, i'll have 2 new ones on here in a few
so let me know what you think!
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