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And from the chaos of her soul, flowed beauty.
I've been away for awhile as my thoughts turned to dust, but my pen finally caught back up.
I've missed you.
We're mad for each other...
It was almost as if I were dead.
My bones felt so heavy...
Do you remember last summer
when we explored parts of the city...
Honey, you cannot erase a hurricane,
the winds cannot be slowed...
Poetry can be anything you want,
anything in the world...
Of all I have,
I have lost twice the much...
My addiction has two blue eyes
I get lost in, with paint-splattered hands...
Every scar that fades,
pulls me into a depression...
Your stunning blye eyes that hypnotize me are no good for my lack of inpulse control.
Bring me in close and kiss away the pain.
Consequences be damned.
Healing is yours.
Your lips burning, leaving scorched kisses on my collarbones.
by Slaughtered Pixie
by The Poetic Child