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they spoke of crazy atop a life of hatred black that faded and a soul to another with life lived through others yet i sleep with a curve arms to please and a slight bent of the knee a tune of birth cries of bloody murde…

There’s this belief that we’re supposed to love someone else, but we’re not. You’re supposed to love yourself and if someone comes along and you like the way they walk, talk and how your universes collide – then you go …

We would get into arguments and I always said I’m leaving because I wanted someone to chase after me. I just wanted to be wanted.

Your tainted heart is as beautiful as you are.

a painstaking hole ripples around i died alone beside myself yet photos surround even the saddest days an uneasy sleep yet no one speaks life of a zombie i can’t see but honey i’m free six feet free

You are worth more than whoever did you wrong.

I saw a light of hope at the end of the tunnel but I was misguided by the luminescence of false ambition and hazy eyes.

By understanding the many personalities that surround us while indulging myself in the thought that pain equals beauty and beauty is easily transcribed.

I climbed and I climbed and sunk in wonderment as I sat at the peak and wondered how someone could be so beautiful.

i loved a being with eyes of flies grip like fleece heavy knees a torpedo of a mind with a crazy underlie and tightness like ice red light