Author's Note: Some of these you may have seen already in this book but I just gathered all of the smallest poetry or song fragments that I felt either weren't good enough on their own or they may or may not be finished/ I may need help and ideas finishing them, etc. So as always, I hope you enjoy! Trigger warning!
Screaming silently,
Words fall out of my mouth,
How I see me and world, around me, it hurts.
The world around me, it burns!
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I want you happy.
I want you happy
I want you, more than anything in the world, to be happy.
I want you smiling; at me.
I want to see your peak of beauty.
Oh lord, when you're happy.
You're beautiful at every state of mind!
But when you're happy.....
You're at your best, you can be.
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Break me like they broke you.
Hurt me girlie.
I want to be your dolly.
Fiddle me.
Fondle me.
Don't try to comfort me.
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I don't know if it was cause the perfect song was playing or the heavy rain knocking on all windows of the car, all I know is, it was the best elevator music I've ever heard, and you looked too beautiful for me to ever be able to have.
(Author's Note: Eh, I like this one I guess..)
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Looking my failure in the eyes,
I think I know this place,
I see my clock ticking, running out of time.
I'm a hopeless case.
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You are my
Rhyme, my reason that I stay alive in this change of the seasons.
All I don't know is how to get it through to you...
That you are my love.
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Was I not good enough, to keep?
Am I overreacting?
I guess I'm scared, I'll take a glance towards you. Suddenly I'll no longer be there, to you.
A background character in a movie. A hindrance in your life.
They could turn you against me. You could no longer want me. That's fine. Go on with your life.
I'll be here if you need.
My trust only runs so deep!
I am overreacting.
But I can't help, my instincts.
And they're telling me, that you'll leave me.
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Poetry & Songs
PoetryWhen I feel something, I write it down, so it can be felt again.