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  • Oct 14, 2016

    i see you
    dark corners at night
    how i used to feel alive
    it breaks the edges of my being
    to feel you
    it feels like something
    creatures of the night
    horrors i used to find
    in crevices deep down
    at the base of my heart
    how you tugged with joy
    creating feelings
    of a harsh divine
    i tango in your walls
    letting it all flow
    fucking your mind
    i felt left behind
    and now the muse is gone
    shadows blind from the light
    feels dark inside
    the hollow of my spine
    the vertebras you stole
    i used to be alive

    used to
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  • Oct 13, 2016

    Instead of appreciating things I did, he thought he deserved it. But the thing is, you don’t deserve anything.

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  • Oct 12, 2016

    truth of the matter is
    i’ll always dance for you
    bending my knees
    transitioning hallways
    holding means
    with you in mind
    i wade with the wind
    i feel you slip on thoughts
    gliding across
    your legs twined with sheets
    the gray of your kitchen
    light of your home
    how a universe could crash
    with worlds aligned
    i heard you say
    the hurt you said
    i reminisce
    your hand upon my lap
    tuesday mornings
    a kiss
    we turned with tables
    mixing chairs
    when love was there
    instead of flowing with the wind
    being within

    consisting of many interconnecting parts or elements; intricate
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  • Oct 11, 2016

    shaken by the sea
    waves of your mean
    hands which laid beside
    twirling your being
    bleaching the stains clean
    i hold your knees
    grabbing your heart
    three years of a dark
    filled hole we called happiness
    i loved your toxic
    the scrutiny you tossed
    with blood roses
    you
    which were a dime a dozen
    frozen in the waves
    that had rust the deepest parts
    of my loveless soul
    i felt you
    glistening under
    creating things
    how i said we 
    instead of i
    how i loved you more
    and more
    every day

    resentful
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  • Oct 10, 2016

    The sad truth is moving on and knowing they’ll never love someone else as much as they loved you.

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  • Oct 9, 2016

    We always love our abusers.

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  • Oct 8, 2016

    I might compare them to you. But it might be for the right reasons instead of how you treated me.

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  • Oct 7, 2016

    i dance to your slumber
    a vacant heart you followed
    feeling of the beat
    it felt threatening
    i sway inwards
    towards your soul
    things you showed me
    things you loved
    the affection consumes
    the broken pieces
    shades and bones
    how you filled the holes
    of my taken soul
    i grabbed your hands
    your eyes rolled back
    the happiness fused
    the cold shaken dark
    reds and hues
    the happiness you oozed
    i always loved you
    it was déjà vu

    past to you
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  • Oct 6, 2016

    We built a home together, but then you decided it was just for you.

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  • Oct 5, 2016

    i caress
    the smooth of your chest
    the crave you beg
    knees bent
    touch of your ribs
    strong hands
    taste of your lips
    we descend
    shades of december 26th

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