from last july… wow

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Predisposed.

marvelousdeadlines:

Burning with great magnitude,
Not passion,
But despise, 
I search for signs
Of tenderness,
Non-existent,
in your eyes.
And is it any wonder,
Why we’re standing here this way?
Should I be at all reluctant
In choosing words I say..
A promise is a promise,
No matter what the size,
But let’s face it, 
I’m done. 
You’ve laid down all your lies. 

Lol I remember this one… good times, good times. 

Hey guys,

So I know I haven’t posted on here in months,
I started this blog apart from my other one to dedicate specifically to my poetry, but I realized my other followers are just as interested in my poetry as the pictures/personal stuff I blog, so why not just keep it all together! 

Go follow my main blog: http://www.marvelousdeadlines.tumblr.com

xoxoxo 

I  often  sometimes wonder
if I cross your mind
just as much as you do mine..
Do you ever replay all those
little moments that our
fingers interlaced,
or our lips met?
When your eyes spoke more
than the words emerging
from your soft lips?
The way the heat of our 
bodies coexisted,
and the ocean that was
your eyes, swallowed and
drowned me in the most
beautiful way possible.
We  are  were beautiful together..

bohie:

wohhooo i posted this! 

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Maybe it was the look on his face when she finally turned around and walked away, or maybe it was the rapid growing urge, deep within her chest to scream at the top of her lungs… Whatever it was, this feeling was all too familiar. Easily recognized by the rosy apples of her porcelain cheeks, glowing fervently against the grey clouded sky. Her palms, hot with desperation, clutched the handle of her umbrella, and every groove and every crack sank deep within her skin… But these surface indentions were nothing compared to the fissures in her heart…

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