Poems from elizabente

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Just a girl with a lot to say.
Sliding my fingers Down the curve of my arm What would it look like Slashed with red? Shiny dark blood Dripping from my fingers What would...
The crash of thunder, The flash of lightning, It excites me, In a way I never knew. I stand in the midst, The wind swirling my hair, I...
If disaster had a name It would be Us If chaos had a face It would be ours   Like swirling tornados that dance To their own strumming beat...
A little black dress Soft laughter Ringing clear Your arm slightly Brushing mine Lights singing Stars smiling   Your eyes and mine The...
It doesn't make sense And it isn't right   This love, this feeling It isn't right   Your heart is taken Honestly, I doubt you care   She's...

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