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fail to love me moremy heart keeps bumping through the night of endless serenity it keeps pumping blue blood through out my body the reality of not having you in my arms kill me more than i knowfail to love me more
i cant breathe now, knowing that im not worth your presence i weep for all the realization that i've been founding out emotions wander around with endless thoughts that i found. i felt dizzy even more
i shiver to everything that i surrender to you showing you the feeling that ive been holding to making me feel weak all year long since you've been throwing this around.
i won
by ~vanillasticks
fallen too muchwas it me or is it just you? blindly took away my dignity and pride of loving you the most important man in my life left me with just one blow of his handfallen too much
i know i loved you deeply too much never did gave to myself never did made any cake
i saw that you didnt care for the last time i got here i saw doors closed and open windows
my dear who would you let in?
i saw myself bundled up crying in distressed pain how can you leave me like this if i know you love me more than this
i made this poem it reminds me of you &nb
by ~vanillasticks
moonlight insecurityit wasn't an alter to society it wasn't an alter to give it more it wasn't that good to prove it to her that everything rely on you more..moonlight insecurity
i didn't gave importance i didn't put an impact i didn't realize that something was worth more..
the blank expression delusion the facial expression nonetheless didnt give in
something was missing a moonlight kiss surrounded by gray wither i hope i didn't gave in
to early for too much it was as tough giving a part of myself to a part with yourself..
by ~vanillasticks
masqueradethe browsing moon light goes beyond the dark sky, endlessly capturing the sweetness light of the stars. it was the night for her, the night where everything will end. she pick up the dress from her closet, glimmering in gold and faint pink and a faint smell from a jasmine flower. she always likes her clothes to smell flowery for it always reminds her the fields in south. she picked the masked that was covered in glitter yet painted in black.masquerade
how can she face him even though her face has a mask but her emotions brewed up inside. showing the sadness and irony inside of her. the mask wasn't a big help for her, nor any oth
by ~vanillasticks
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- Favourite genre of music: emo, indie, rnb, screamo.
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