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my curse is that i will forever poison new beginnings
with our ending.
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i will kiss the tears off your skin
in hopes that it would let me soak up some of your pain
and hold every piece together in my arms
until they have mended back into one another
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litter my flesh in unspoken poetry
and i will write every verse into a song
paint me in platinum
an immortal reminder
like i am a daughter of the sun
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eventually a day will come, maybe in this lifetime, maybe in a couple, maybe not for a long time
but someday
i will not remember the name of the face that haunts me every time i close my eyes
i will weep at the reminder of the cracks in my walls, even if i do not remember how they got there
i will dream of the glittering lights that robbed me of my breath as you twirled and spun me down hallways
i will see those same hands and they will still make me feel safer than anything else this world could offer
i will wake at 2 am with a craving for cookies and no clue why, i’ll call it a sweet tooth, but it’ll be you
the ghost of you that tracks through my mind
the ghost that, eventually, will just be another part of this big maze of a house i’ve built inside
and maybe if i’m lucky
someday you will find me out there again
you will have a new name
and a new face
and i won’t event be able to remember the one that still haunts me from so long ago
but i will recognize you immediately
and every single memory
every little sign left over to help me remember the ghost of you
will finally have a home again
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sometimes i wonder if you write about me too
or if it’s only my heart covered in paper cuts
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god himself would weep if he heard you cry
his heart would break to the chorus
and his hands would tremble under the weight of words unheld
god himself would weep
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i can no longer read the words on these pages
pages that have been wrinkled and stained by tears i could not stop if i wanted too
i can no longer read these words that break my heart
but nevertheless, the feeling remains
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my eyes turned you into a painting and under your touch i became poetry
this is the alchemy of us
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your shackles have forfeited the throne they built out of my flesh where healing has since taken their place
i have lost my taste for the cold of your chains.
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i try to let myself embrace new things
but every beat of my heart screams your name
i fall asleep beside a man who says and does all the things you could not manage
all of the things that should drown you out
and yet it is still your warmth that i ache so heedlessly for
i feel new things
and i experience new people
but none of it feels quite like home
the way you do
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if you must choose not to be here
not to love me
or be loved by me
the least you could do
is erase the reminders you’ve left up of when we did.
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thank you for the wake up call you dressed in romance
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how could you find your eyes so ugly
when I found heaven inside them
and see them every time I close my own
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In this ocean of heartbreak and sadness so deep, there are pools of anger
You live at the bottom of every one.
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and no matter what, i’ll still be here
because for all i know
there could still be ‘someday’
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and if in the end none of it was real, that’s okay, to have been able to dream it was blessing enough
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wherever she’s wanders
his ghost always follows
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