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Peices of Starsim waiting for the mist to clear but you left a long time ago.Peices of Stars
i spent hours paving the bricks on the wall and cutting out pecies of stars, but you destroy them with one touch. im trying to make sense of the note you left me, but i cant work out what goodbye means.
every time i see you, its like my heart can beat again.
the waves are lapping against the glass and the sound of the moon runs like ink down the sides. im a mess of leftover hopes and almond eyes and all the wrong lyrics. maybe if you loved me back i wouldnt drown in your eyes or burn at the taste of your lips.
the water is making me crumble
by ~13IzABelle13
Matchstick Housesthey say you cant dive into the wishing well but the water is already up to my waist. im ducking under the trembling stones and running my fingers through the moss on the walls. my feet are leaping bridges and sprinting past the cobbles, heading for the end of the endless.Matchstick Houses
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the matchsticks are burning backwards snapping until the splinters are melting in with the denim.
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two hours from now, ill be trying to stitch bakc my heart and itll be falling to peices in your hands even though there are miles of sky and ocean between us.
i can fold over our fraying edges so we can last a litt
by ~13IzABelle13
three worded liessalt is threading through my fingertips and weaving the ocean.three worded lies
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when i was little i never used to understand.
illusions and visions dancing through the seashells and hiding beneath the waves of roaring glass, slicing through my heart and wrapping through my ribcage. shaking free of blistered lips and trembling hopes, three worded lies like
i love you screaming through the hollow air.
+ painting the clouds with my beige bruises, falling through the frozen icewaterglass with stitched truths draining in my eyes. words are laced and cuffing the rims of my nails as i bite dow
by ~13IzABelle13
Velvet Paperthe branches are tapping on the glass fingers of folded paper against the paint. the charred moments never pass skin around bone, the blood does taint. ravens scream crows cry an etched whisper is the last do dit.Velvet Paper
words are fading in my eyes as the velvet sky twists and folds. silent air does not dusguise the screaming secrets the wood holds. running feet voices yell ink on paper will never tell.
bare toes against the twisting stone bleached stars in the violet sky. muffled speech and coarse moans, in sand, the pebbles lie. &nbs
by ~13IzABelle13
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maybe only hours separate us.this doesn't make my head hurt the way everything else does. i feel like the whole world could be flooding by me in quicker colors and flashes of florescent lights and you and i could be standing in the middle, standing still, with arcs of water up to our chins and our hands clasped together under the surface. but i'd still be able to inhale. i wouldn't be drowning the way i feel like i am now. and everything would be alright.maybe only hours separate us.
two hours from now, i'll be collecting my thoughts and collecting my breath. i'll be careening off course and out of your gravity pull, crashing my shoulder into more solid surfaces since sometimes your int
by ~paperheartsyndrome
you need wren to make wrenchesi pin all the loose hairs to my head and tempt you anyway, i miss my favourite parts of these songs, i only read words that sound like you could break their necks with one finger, easy. i will write a letter to the president, i will ask him where to buy fresh bread, i will demand to know the best part of his favourite song. i wrote lairs by accident, i misinterpreted your silence, i suspected holes in the wall of being spiders with cracked-wood legs.you need wren to make wrenches
epiphany #002: it meant more than i intended
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make up for lack of geniusmy arms are blue outside it is my grandfather's eyes and they are cold things, like fish my love is dead for you, only dead my love oh fish here in vain, in cold, in things like blue flowers meant for green and green things our love so green, except that it's blue inside and in, holy or nothing, oh here fish be love you for me only one, i'm all my grandfather's eyes, my politically correct heritage, and since i look like blue and blue things i must be, please, i have worked too hard for you to judge me on the basis of merit.make up for lack of genius
you blue snatch motherfucker. i missed you and all you can say is it's five am here, i'm tired most
by ~iLISI
made you a world but it endedi ran to the backyard to break a chair and write on its legs. no one told me we were getting rid of the swingset but someone collapsed it across the gravel, spilled over weeds. the lights were all on in my house and at dinner i didn't mention it i didn't mention it at all.made you a world but it ended
epiphany #587: i'm seventeen and i'm not ready to grow up
by ~iLISI
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- Favourite movie: M34n Girls
- Favourite genre of music: P0p
- Favourite poet or writer: S0m3on3 I H4vnt M3t Y3t
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=HellionAngel on the topic of Eddy Cullen:
"Perving is fine at school, but when you take the wd-40 to my window that's going a bit too far!"
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She said that it’s we who are rushing passed the wind
and that the sky is really below our feet
{ makes it easier to reach for the stars I guess }
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With love,
*Gir-Gir
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Fly me away,
take me away,
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I fell in love with a storybook
with pages of brightly-lit sky
and paper of dying stars
and words of leftover wishes
and binding of heartstrings
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Look At The Stars.
Look How Thay Shine For You,
And Everything You Do..
Yeah, They Were All Yellow.
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Teh social normative reject!!
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