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en el aire.

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en el aire.

every time you look at me,             i run out of oxygen baby,  you’ve turned me  h y p o x i c  there’s glitter in the skies,      it falls into my eyes                and blinds me give me a taste of delirium -        we are ambrosial symbiotes i would travel to the underworld     if only to never thirst for you again. 

fibrosis.

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fibrosis.

Your betrayal tastes like pungent water on a hot summer day. If truth had a name, it wouldn’t be yours because all you know how to do is lie. Your words are like a poisonous snake striking at any unwitting opponent until it’s too late and you've buried yourself in the spaces between their ribs and filled their lungs with the toxic smell of you. I used to see you in the stars but now all I have are bruised knees and a body full of lackluster heartache. My veins are full of unanswered prayers and enough regret to pulverize mountains. You kept the pieces of myself that I gave you all wrapped up in a pretty little bow, only to use them against me like daggers aimed at my soul. I thought your love hurt me until I realized you didn’t love me at all - you just liked the love letters I traced on your skin, heartfelt symphonies of a guileless girl. I thought I made wildflowers bloom inside you but your heart is a graveyard of unsung apologies and synthetic hopes. I swallowed a galaxy of

12/2/18

12/2/18

  You'd lose your mind trying to figure out mine. To know me is to know a never-ending ocean of passion that threatens to drag you under its current. I'm composed of a series of colorful constellations strung together by mild cynicism sprinkled with sentimentality. I pulled myself out of a sea of stereotypes to escape the dark abyss of loneliness and made something of myself.

lassitude.

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lassitude.

 My soul is tied down by an anchor that slowly drowns me in a sea of bitter ignorance. I’ve stopped wearing my heart on my sleeve because the last time I did, someone ripped it right off and trampled on it like vicious herd of hyenas. And so, it fell to the ground like the petals of a flower, feeble and forgotten. So I sterilized my walls and I sterilized my heart, rearranging my cells to become a confluent army against the unwanted barrage of emotions that would swell inside me until they overflowed, snapping my bones and splintering my soul. My heart is blemished, a bleak graveyard of friendships lost, a thick tar running through my

Words to fill a page.

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Words to fill a page.

From your fingertips spring forth an ocean of melodies filled with bedtime stories and fields of gold. You crashed into my heart on a stormy summer night; the only one who could keep me from sinking in the dark depths of disillusion. You untied the knots of confusion and abandonment that kept me from spreading my wings. You unwrapped the thorns viciously wound around my tired veins, robbing me of my life force. Before you, I was homeless, a stray dog wandering through deserted streets in search of a place my heart could call home. Before you I was an unwritten book, untitled, with empty pages idly flipping by like blank, lifeless stares gla
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en el aire.

e

en el aire.

every time you look at me,             i run out of oxygen baby,  you’ve turned me  h y p o x i c  there’s glitter in the skies,      it falls into my eyes                and blinds me give me a taste of delirium -        we are ambrosial symbiotes i would travel to the underworld     if only to never thirst for you again. 

fibrosis.

f

fibrosis.

Your betrayal tastes like pungent water on a hot summer day. If truth had a name, it wouldn’t be yours because all you know how to do is lie. Your words are like a poisonous snake striking at any unwitting opponent until it’s too late and you've buried yourself in the spaces between their ribs and filled their lungs with the toxic smell of you. I used to see you in the stars but now all I have are bruised knees and a body full of lackluster heartache. My veins are full of unanswered prayers and enough regret to pulverize mountains. You kept the pieces of myself that I gave you all wrapped up in a pretty little bow, only to use them against me like daggers aimed at my soul. I thought your love hurt me until I realized you didn’t love me at all - you just liked the love letters I traced on your skin, heartfelt symphonies of a guileless girl. I thought I made wildflowers bloom inside you but your heart is a graveyard of unsung apologies and synthetic hopes. I swallowed a galaxy of

12/2/18

12/2/18

  You'd lose your mind trying to figure out mine. To know me is to know a never-ending ocean of passion that threatens to drag you under its current. I'm composed of a series of colorful constellations strung together by mild cynicism sprinkled with sentimentality. I pulled myself out of a sea of stereotypes to escape the dark abyss of loneliness and made something of myself.

lassitude.

l

lassitude.

 My soul is tied down by an anchor that slowly drowns me in a sea of bitter ignorance. I’ve stopped wearing my heart on my sleeve because the last time I did, someone ripped it right off and trampled on it like vicious herd of hyenas. And so, it fell to the ground like the petals of a flower, feeble and forgotten. So I sterilized my walls and I sterilized my heart, rearranging my cells to become a confluent army against the unwanted barrage of emotions that would swell inside me until they overflowed, snapping my bones and splintering my soul. My heart is blemished, a bleak graveyard of friendships lost, a thick tar running through my

Words to fill a page.

W

Words to fill a page.

From your fingertips spring forth an ocean of melodies filled with bedtime stories and fields of gold. You crashed into my heart on a stormy summer night; the only one who could keep me from sinking in the dark depths of disillusion. You untied the knots of confusion and abandonment that kept me from spreading my wings. You unwrapped the thorns viciously wound around my tired veins, robbing me of my life force. Before you, I was homeless, a stray dog wandering through deserted streets in search of a place my heart could call home. Before you I was an unwritten book, untitled, with empty pages idly flipping by like blank, lifeless stares gla

lassitude.

l

lassitude.

 My soul is tied down by an anchor that slowly drowns me in a sea of bitter ignorance. I’ve stopped wearing my heart on my sleeve because the last time I did, someone ripped it right off and trampled on it like vicious herd of hyenas. And so, it fell to the ground like the petals of a flower, feeble and forgotten. So I sterilized my walls and I sterilized my heart, rearranging my cells to become a confluent army against the unwanted barrage of emotions that would swell inside me until they overflowed, snapping my bones and splintering my soul. My heart is blemished, a bleak graveyard of friendships lost, a thick tar running through my
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A human. Being. I burst forth fully-formed from my father’s forehead.

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Hey there! :)

I'm really glad you stopped by and enjoyed my work! Thanks for it!

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