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was going to ask you if you remembered but you had already forgotten me entirely. Lost in your carnal revenge calling demons from the mist to devour my blood.
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You said I am a fool's ransom and I believed you.
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She's complacent. Not so coherent.
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I hate this. You are grinding my teeth to splinters. Playing with my Nervous system
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Baby steps my love. I'm coming back and moving forward.
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You were the only one like you I thought when we met.
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Don't you dare. Call me your butterfly.
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You know what really grinds my gears?
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I remember the first time I saw
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Don't you know you were the star I wished on?
You were my sugar crystal sky.
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You called me veryonlytrulylove.
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You may hold me in contempt. A housewife gone mad.
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You're stupid. I'm laughing on the inside.
by Haley-baby1
35 lines, 2 comments,
on Jul 27 11:31 PM
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My throat was a well. The words sludging through the shallow water.
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i checked my own vitals. i'm not sure if the drum was my pulse
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you spin me around. i can't see straight, knocked dizzy and spiraling
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were there ever a softer time, than the seconds dripping off my skin, it would break me.
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did you ever see such a sight? the way the sky shines even when there's no light
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i stretched my arms over my head. a tightness growing within my shoulder blades,
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i twisted your hair in my nimble fingers. [ready and willing]
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a crystal.
forms a glass halo, around this tiny flower.
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i'm really just a baby. we are really, really
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[where do stars shine but your eyes?]
my heart is papier-mache.
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there is something to be said for Tabbitha Twitchit-Danvers. for all the housewives.
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i went out on a limb.
i let go of the safety railing, hoping.
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we talk.
we pass on these foreign syllables and swear that we mean them, as completely as we think.
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sifting through endless moments, like photographs.. in the dark.
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you taste like saltwater and elevator music.
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a softness milder than milk.
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in darkness so poignant, you can't see your own hands better, so no one else can see, how they flutter like frightened doves as tiny rivulets of water and cold beads of sweat,
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am i a picture? something so normal
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hope is a calendar date. its the most unlucky day that happens to be the best of your life. its an 11:11 wish that you make not just for yourself. its the day you put your foot down. and start taking care of yourself for a ch
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Tell me what you see. Am I a woman?
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