

Poisonus ButterfliesEverytime I take a drink, I wish it would turn to alcohol. Not that I'm an alcoholic, I just feel like the sickly bitter liquid might poison the butterflies that vibrate in my stomach whenever I simply think of you. You laugh at my jokes, look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world when I know that I forgot to put makeup on that morning, and lose yourself in my eyes just beore we say goodbye. I barely eat, simply running on the thoughts of our last moments together and the prospect of future meetings. I know that I might not be able to keep all this away from you much longer. My feelings for you are real, but have the slightestPoisonus Butterflies


Let's Have a ToastHere's to the things that you want but can never have. To the moments when you finally breakdown and cry for hours when you know it won't help. Here's to the friends who stab you right in the face instead of your back and to the one's you do it to. Here's to the girls that cry late at night with no one to call because no one will listen. Here's to the ones who don't answer when you finally do. Here's to the boys that take your breath away, but never let you inhale. To the boys who break your heart and never even notice. Here's to when the man you thought would never come finally does, but its already too late. To the moments when you wish eveLet's Have a Toast


Maybe We'll Turn it AroundThe air she breathes in is like poison, the ground she walks on like quicksand and the hurt she feels when no one is looking is like unsharpened knives attempting to penetrate her heart. There is only so much more that she can take before it all just ends. She wishes that she would get in accidents, kidnappings or beatings just so that she can be able to feel anything but her broken heart. No one to depend on, nothing to wish for, no one to notice. Noticing that she is just a shell with nothing inside but pain and loneliness. The sun is bright as she steps to the edge of the sharp cliff. Her toes burn against the hot Earth as she looks down iMaybe We'll Turn it Around


No Beauty in this BreakdownDon't tell me you're not faking it. You don't smile as wide as you used to, don't laugh like you did. I miss the dimples in your cheeks and the way you picked me up after a hard day. I even miss how mad you got when I hung out with other guys. You used to do all those things. Now all you do is pretend that everything is okay. I can't help but be sad every time i look at you, knowing that its not the same anymore. I'm afraid to pick up the phone when you call thinking that in one swift kick, you'll end things all together. It won't get better this time, but i can't say goodbye to the last good thing in my life. Please don't be angry, baby. JusNo Beauty in this Breakdown
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"I wasn't kidding when I asked you to be safe." -Edward Cullen
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do not die you are not unpleasant to my eyes
btw your poems dont suck
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falling from broken wings
the wave that drowns me
closed eyes, forever dreamless
the love you never gave
sent with a black kiss
when my heart was breaking
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do not die you are not unpleasant to my eyes
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falling from broken wings
the wave that drowns me
closed eyes, forever dreamless
the love you never gave
sent with a black kiss
when my heart was breaking
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do not die you are not unpleasant to my eyes
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falling from broken wings
the wave that drowns me
closed eyes, forever dreamless
the love you never gave
sent with a black kiss
when my heart was breaking
ITS BEEN LIKE 4EVEA
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do not die you are not unpleasant to my eyes
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