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hand full of hair, your skin on my teeth
nails down my back, a hundred heart beats
we've been here before
but still you fail to breathe, my eyes meeting yours
penetrating every thought
all attempts to speak
are all for not
though there's really no need
for we both know
this moment consumes what we are
every kiss, caress,
potentially a scar
left on our body's, hearts, and minds,
so much damage done in so little time.
till we both have no choice, but to lie in embrace
hearts racing skin bleeding on the pillow case
nails down my back, a hundred heart beats
we've been here before
but still you fail to breathe, my eyes meeting yours
penetrating every thought
all attempts to speak
are all for not
though there's really no need
for we both know
this moment consumes what we are
every kiss, caress,
potentially a scar
left on our body's, hearts, and minds,
so much damage done in so little time.
till we both have no choice, but to lie in embrace
hearts racing skin bleeding on the pillow case
Literature
Name
if this town weren't so busy
i'd stand on the rooftop of
the tallest tower,
and as the clock strikes
twelve, chiming each hour,
i'd shout your name,
scream your name
until my lungs run dry.
but then the chiming would
end, and i would climb
back down and
cry my heart out,
your name barely escaping my lips
in whispers between each tear.
that's what i'd do.
Literature
In the Heart of the Hopeless
I tried to write to you once
I tried to cry for you
But tears, like all else that belongs to this body
Are dried and useless
I try talking to you
I try talking about you
I …
I have written out our future in my head
(Prominent players being Happiness and Peace)
I try writing pretty words
(when all I want to do is scream)
I tried, damn I tried
But do you know how hard it is to love someone
When you have never been loved
Do you know how hard it is to show affection
When you have been shown none
Do you know how hard it is to feel beautiful
When you can only see yourself through someone else's eyes
Do you know how hard it is
Literature
Glass Heart
She tried so hard, so very hard, to hide the splinters on the glass. But the cracks grew, like hands of black ink making soft, rhythmic, crunching sounds.
To the world, she hid herself behind a merry, and a childish smile. Her carefree laugh reverberated down the darkest of halls, giving them life.
But the cracks still grew. Their fingers intertwining themselves around her glass heart. Cracking, crunching, squeezing, breaking.
"No, no...Please, no!" she wailed miserably. Begging for the glass to remain intact.
But before she knew it, her smile faltered, her voice quivered, and the glass shattered into a scream of crystallized dust. Her so
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the second version i like it better
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well done