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elisalie16 Member
since 2006-07-12
Posts 118new jersey |
words are gorgeous because they have to be to ease our minds. they don't match eyes which always manage to stop our hearts. windows sure gleam, and a blade so small can dice apart a promise faster than your pupils can expand in awe. your voice was always torn apart and soothing as we looked towards hell. it's hard to understand how hands stay strong when spirits are weak. she's gonna sit on that floor wrecked and held together by shining bright skin and bleeding black eyes. these girls keep breaking into bent legs and covered ears bowing their chins to meet their chests screaming to be left alone so that they can be saved. pull those covers up a little higher and shiver and shake into a sleep as the white of this room blends into a fuzzy dulled pink and with a flash of black eases into yellow at the count of seven. the sun shines so softly through lace and harshens through delicate eyes. the curtains are fluttering but we're craning our necks to stare at the doors we've locked. her body's so aesthetic but looks so faint and starved in this light as her bones are piercing through at the corners. those eyes hold such an elegence but crease with exhaustion on an hourly basis. she has to drop her arms now. |
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