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all I can feel is this pulsing, the infinite beating
inside my brain, under my palms, racing through my veins.
the music mixes with your heart sounds and all I care about is that
beat
beat
beat.
it’s like you’re stealing the oxygen from my throat, like we’re
pressed tight enough that there’s not enough air for the two of us,
and I’m lost in the sound of your breathing.
(it’s too cliché to say you take my breath away.)
you burn into me and set my heart on fire, smoldering through layers of
flesh, capillaries and ventricles until you get to the very core, filling it with
fresh ashes and the spark that ignites everything.
the chemistry between us is unexplained and undeniable,
fireworks exploding into shimmers of passion and maybe, (just maybe) love.
you s-s-shake and shine and almost
break.
I’m tied up in the feel of your wrists and the curve of your
spine, and how you’re ohsowrong but ohsoright
and note to jesus christ: being angelic is so over-rated.
you reduce me to nothing but fresh flesh and tangled thoughts and
hopesdreamswishes.
you’re full of desire and rough skin and burned egos, but maybe
tonight we’ll collide like the stars.
--
inside my brain, under my palms, racing through my veins.
the music mixes with your heart sounds and all I care about is that
beat
beat
beat.
it’s like you’re stealing the oxygen from my throat, like we’re
pressed tight enough that there’s not enough air for the two of us,
and I’m lost in the sound of your breathing.
(it’s too cliché to say you take my breath away.)
you burn into me and set my heart on fire, smoldering through layers of
flesh, capillaries and ventricles until you get to the very core, filling it with
fresh ashes and the spark that ignites everything.
the chemistry between us is unexplained and undeniable,
fireworks exploding into shimmers of passion and maybe, (just maybe) love.
you s-s-shake and shine and almost
break.
I’m tied up in the feel of your wrists and the curve of your
spine, and how you’re ohsowrong but ohsoright
and note to jesus christ: being angelic is so over-rated.
you reduce me to nothing but fresh flesh and tangled thoughts and
hopesdreamswishes.
you’re full of desire and rough skin and burned egos, but maybe
tonight we’ll collide like the stars.
--
Literature
iniquitous
i'm fucking sick of this noxious existance. everyone loves me and everyone looks at me the exact same fucking way with their cloudy eyes and straight teeth.
stop fucking
could you please just stop fucking
fuck could you please stop
just stop fucking talking to me
i've already heard every word you're saying and it's gotten to a point where your heart felt confessions that bring you to tears are just echo's off of obsidian cave walls.
i'm bored. not with the people i'm friends with but with humanity. i want to shed my scalded skin and run naked with the wolves, hair knotted something fear and the blood of my prey for facepaint.
i know th
Literature
nervosa.
an empty girl with
empty eyes
and a sandpaper
smile.
her meals never
stop
because they never
really
begin.
the mirror defies
her thin wrists
and ankles
and suddenly,
she's not hungry
anymore.
Literature
ceilings
01.
today a little boy asked me why i had d-d-dentists in my teeth and i told him it was to make my teeth nice and straight and i smiled real wide and he laughed. one day i might tell his mother that his laugh was enough to turn that fake smile into a real one, but then again, i probably won't.
i am the type of girl to laugh all the time so no one will know there's anything wrong, but it's okay, really, there isn't anything wrong. there isn't anything wrong. i am also the type of girl to use my tears to get extensions on projects and sympathy from teachers, who will shake their heads in disapproval but will still add a "+" after t
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ar·dor (ärdr)
n.
1. Fiery intensity of feeling.
synonyms: passion, fervency, fire.
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whoa, happy poem for once? aha.
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"the chemistry between us could destroy this place." - the spill canvas.
n.
1. Fiery intensity of feeling.
synonyms: passion, fervency, fire.
--
whoa, happy poem for once? aha.
--
"the chemistry between us could destroy this place." - the spill canvas.
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Ardor is a very big word, and you wrote a very big poem to match it. Your style is very fresh and draws the reader in. I'm very impressed.
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