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Incurable romanticI can’t watch a love story without buckets of tearsIncurable romantic
and yet when I look at you all I can I see are the flaws,
under your prince charming surface.
When did I become this cold and fractured person?
How come I can still smile with this ice grip on my heart?
I’ve been hurt in love
But then so has almost every girl on this planet so I feel special taking this vow not to fall again. Really?
But I’m just a junkie, shaking, waiting for my next fix,
numbing myself with just one more glass of Dry White.
The only one fooled by my brave face is
by ~BlueRosePetal
Screaming into the voidBeat beat beat at me with your everlasting guilt. Make me feel like the scraping on your plate;Screaming into the void
worthless to all but a beggar. Tell me how you did it better,
how you knew so much, how you’d never do THIS.
I’m sure you never once had a bad day,
never once lost your patience,
never once went to bed in tears racked with guilt.
That’s just me, I’m the stupid one.
The Idiot who fell for that Soulless Dick,
who’s only sensible act was to leave him alone and cold at the altar.
Right now I think I could stomach his daily cold a
by ~BlueRosePetal
once more,You were here, but we were miles apart. And I thought you could hold me, I dreamt you loved me, I shared my fantasies with you, you promised me desireonce more,
In the dark it was just you and me And now your miles away, and I’m all alone again. I refuse to feel pain, but there is a bruised place inside me.
Oh for frivolous laughter and a future heaped high with dreams.
This could be my told you so, or my desperate plea… All I know is now I’m sure; between you and me are miles of misunderstanding.
by ~BlueRosePetal
The viewThere is a beautiful love scene in every sunset.The view
The curved and languid body of the mountain.
Full breasted and waiting for her lover's touch.
The tatters of clouds clinging to her peaks
showing no desire to leave her fully exposed.
The light of her lovers gaze turns the once ominous gloom
into picturesc shades of love.
Shadows become textures
and gloom,
a romance.
by ~BlueRosePetal
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