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I Am In Trouble
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Shorties Her eyes are like wild flowers on
the worst day of my life
It is okay to hope for something
to walk towards a voice you have become
familiar with
and I am familiar,
with her body
her lips
her little quirks
I think that I could love her
that she could glue me back
that these infinite pieces of me could be
made whole again with careful hands
Or eyes like the Atlantic Ocean
she does not know
that I am hers already.
<3
I love this! though I feel the ending comes too soon I want more than you already being hers I want to know more of what she doesn't know!
Much Love
Ashley
Will you just stop writing
Will you just stop writing perfection, it's insane! Love this ❦
Let your teeth show
You are insane lol. But thank
You are insane lol. But thank you! That made my gloomy night better :)
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
her eyes are like wildflowers
her eyes are like wildflowers on the worst day of my life
that line says more than most entire poems do.
Thank you so much
Thank you so much
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
Glue
Just the thing to hold it all together. Nice motifs. Well said - allets