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three times now"i love you, don't forget." "love you." "i love you."three times now
i said i loved you three times now.
not once have you said it back.
oh there you go. you're so late.
i guess we're not over yet.
by ~BMWYSP
ten miles widei'm listening to escape the fate. i wish i could, but it's too late. sort the breaths, sort the breaths. i wonder if you'll just forget. you said you'd text me after work. you said you would, but i don't know yet.ten miles wide
i miss you. i don't why i do so much. this is terrifying. i don't want this part. i don't want this feeling back. i don't want to fall for love with you all over again. falling faster and faster with nowhere to hide.
(why do i keep lying to myself like this?)
i've missed your kiss. i've missed your touch. the soft caresses on my naked back that i loved so very much. the way you smil
by ~BMWYSP
the mothershe looks so young when she cries; now she's no more adult than i. her mask of indifference falls, and now she's crashingthe mother
downdowndown.
she says she wishes she had died. rocking back and forth, her tears fall down her cheeks. i'm half afraid she's going to stop breathing. she stares into the rain not caring that it's freezing.
coldcoldcold
(and silent.)
her own daughter told her to her face that she hated her. she said it, because her mom left the man everyone considers godgodgod. she's left out in the cold, as if everything was her fault.
she's done nothing wrong.
by ~BMWYSP
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how to make a pearl necklacei can't string together a coherent thought.how to make a pearl necklace
they are made of pearls and i make mud from my eyes.
i am heartsick but i don't have a heart, did you know?
i am brainsick, oh, if i had a brain!
i think my head is stuck in the sewer drain. i think my arms are wrenched behind my back.
i think streets are made of raw winds, raw sewage, and raw poetry.
i think i have forgotten how to dream, or else forgotten how to swim.
i do not want to swim, to breathe underwater;
i do not want to fly, to feel like falling but never hitting pavement. i want to stay where i stand
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Secret 639I ride my bike sometimes, when I can't breathe or think or breathe.Secret 639
On Wednesday's my skin looks ugly because it's covered in goose bumps and secrets I don't keep very well. On Thursday's my hands shake but that's cliché so I'll say they don't but really they do.
Lately, I can't say what I mean or mean what I say.
So when I said I miss you I meant that I love you but Not really.
And when I said I love you I meant that I hate you but Not really because I could never hate you. Maybe.
I ride my bike sometimes, in the rain and the wind and the cold, just because I like
by ~Asherlee0099
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- Nov 15, 2009 made a new da...to start over.
- Nov 4, 2009 ISMFOF - Things That Rhyme With Orange
- Oct 25, 2009 A Livejournal I Finally Get Time To Feature
- Oct 25, 2009 I Keep Looking By Corina90
- Oct 23, 2009 Calm killed the storm
- Sep 13, 2009 MMMMkay....real update cause I'm at Lynn's...
- Sep 9, 2009 quick and i mean quick update!!!!!
- Jul 29, 2009 Let's Play Tag (In The Dark, Just You And Me)
- Jul 28, 2009 Just found out through email that....
- Jul 26, 2009 Who Could Diagnose What Never Stays Sober?
made a new da...to start over.
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- Interests: Reading, Writing, Drawing
- Favourite movie: The Haunting
- Favourite band or musician: Shinedown
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Techno, Alternative
- Favourite artist: SAMI!, Rannsama
- Favourite poet or writer: Sherrilyn Kenyon
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- MP3 player of choice: Phillips
- Favourite game: World of Warcraft
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- Favourite cartoon character: Garfield, Invader Zim(All)
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I seriously laughed at that Jenni. lol. Just letting you know about it though so you can find it later again.
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