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in the perfect world where nothing can hurt us, you did the right thing and gave me purpose. a reason to smile, laugh and someone to create with. another chance at your sweet love it sounds so amazing.
Living life without a careDon't even worry about my hairHomesickness snakes throughout my skinBut every day is a win As a person, I have grownMore than I could ever have knownI have become braverEvery day I feel less a stranger I pass landscapes f
So covered in wounds I became one to all that I loved, to all that I knew. A very vicious cycle of abuse. It felt like I was walking in my sleep
Shes looking like a vision A work of art She on a mission Call her the new And improved Kim possible Cuz she unattainable Getting uh house soon And that ferrari too
Good afternoon Good morning Today we're going back To the 90's Only wish I could Back when Back then Everything was so simple Had a cute katana A pink little flip phone
I, Elandria, Lay my heart on my sleeve, world, And await judgement.
What I hate is how I don't love you but how I don't hate you, And I don't even like you yet I don't despise you But you ruined me I was never a masterpiece to begin with
I’m different now. I find myself searching for the peace I used to have The peace that was given to me The peace that surpassed understanding. I find myself struggling to find optimism
You make me happy when skies are grey. And even when they’re not. Because we are taught That things are conditional. I’ll do this, If you do that. For some reason we struggle
Shy, cry, bye and why Look me in my eyes, and you still lie Tears swelling, questioning how I will get by Water weight dropping, I've ran myself dry I'm a wreck, be honest, how do I look?
He doesn't love me anymore.After all the pain he inflicted, the lies.All the other women he swept off their feet with his infinite tales of bullshitAnd meaningless "I love yous" falsely comforting them in his arms.
"Shut up you slut! You like this! You love it!" She screamed into my ear Hot fiery breath As if she ate hell for breakfast And fucked me for desert I hated her I wanted her gone
Damn. They said he was a horrible man That killing him would be a blessing A delight Then why does it feel so wrong His crimson blood staining these boots Like spatter art over the walls Beautiful
Who is she? That girl in my mirror? Staring back at me with those tired eyes And that big pimple on her cheek Things that the filters on instagram could fix in a heart beat
With small eyes I blink
I don’t know who I am. Behind the scenes, a chameleon in costume. Dresses of armor and eyeliner sharp like a knife,
I am Unfinished. My edges aren't sanded smooth There are creases and circles worn into my eyes, There are scars and callouses on my hands There are stripes of uneven bronze across my skin
I am insecure. I am retarded. I am artistic. I am so Hipster. I am a Goth. I am a Skater. I am a prune. I am the devil and your favorite whore. I am a guardian angel.
they're beyond addiction,
I am wild, I am raw I am the one resisting the maw of these people who say I'm wrong I will remain unchanged until the day when I see the light of this uncreative night when those who brought me down
My voice has been undermined for so long, it's time to remi
My emotion is bleeding staining everything in my possesion
I remember watching him sleep, his eyes fleeting back and forth under their lids. I remember him drawing long breaths, and his heartbeat wavering in his chest.
If you take me for face value You'd think: A shy, timid girl loves acoustic music Hair artificially curled nothing could make her tick. Now, Erase all of that. Look at me
They say I'm yellow, i think I'm gold with limitless filters i will never grow old But without filters i am bold and just like that, they are sold on my everlasting passion that compells the world. I am raw
I remember how the dogs never slept at night, how sticky my skin got after a day in the heat, how I stopped taking showers because I thought lake water would do just fine, and if your hair got greasy,
We played a game. It's called "love". The rule is simple: whoever falls first, loses. I played honest, and you played a role. That's how you won.
Have you ever had an absolutely horrible day? Not just a bad day, oh no, this is a kind of bad day that you remember for several years after it happens. This is a kind of day that makes you feel inferior to every little thing.
Smooth orange liquid sunshine mixes with the salty turquise breeze An esoteric halocline of incarnate earth-breath The crushing depths are fringed by perpetual rythmic collapse
I am better at writingthan making a verbal speechso don't expect me to preach
Art,abstracted aesthiticSketching, painting, sculpting.Let the creativity flowcraftily.
I was born without the invitation of saying hello, yet you might say I was blind from rejection. I guess it was too hard to live a life of deception.
I've cried I cry So much that they have stained my skin I've spoken I scream Either way, you still haven't heard me I've heard I listen And you keep saying the same thing
Screw the people who break us down so much, that we become senseless and open If that’s an opportunity, damn, love, just consider me your token Let’s strip the truth of all its beauty
Right when Im feeling high, and im lifting off the ground, you look up into the sky, and you reach and pull me down, Youre like a tick without a feeling, youre a parasite I swear,
People day by day tell me how blessed I am and how I don't see it
W O R D S are eternal, but we are not.
She thinks it's ugly,
Everywhere I turn silence greets me If there is one thing I yearn for it is a face Something other than the embrace Of solace, because her mockery is deafening
I always smell like this after being outside,
I am a girl of love, Compassion and trust, Most of all I'm a girl of opinion. And if you don't like it, I suppose you're pretty opinionated yourself.
What if the truth, was really a lie? What would you say, if I told you that's what I live by? The lies are only there, there to hide the pain, the sorrow, the sad, the everything.
I tried to write in a smile, but it ended up a frown, I tried to write it upside right, But it ended up upside down. I tried to write it in like summer, but it ended up so cold.
I counted to ten, I'm done! Where are you? I can't find you... Will you come out soon? I miss seeing you, Hearing your voice. I miss being with you, Hiding wasn't your choice.
I hate when you don't sit by me, I hate it the same when you stay. I hate when our eyes, they meet, I hate it more when you quickly look away. I hate the feelings that come to me when you say you're my friend,
I'll remember this next time, Next time I won't fall so hard. Next time I won't cry... Next time. I'll remember this next time, Next time I won't step up so quick, Next time I won't ask...
The wrinkles under his eyes spell experience and trust as his overworked lips form the words let yourself be raw but even then i paint. I paint over the bruise on my cheek
Why do You turn a blind eye to Your faultsYou pretend You've done nothing wrongLike You were perfect and had my best interest at heartBut yet its so hard for us to get along
The taste in your mouth that lingers and trudges, has no adulation for you any longer. The taste that's withers your tongue and scolds your cheeks shares the same name as I. Your erotic lips and animalistic eyes
Short Quick Breaths Try and hold Me together But fail In utter Lack of strength. Massive voids Consume my middle Bigger than me Yet part of Me