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For The Sky and the Moon and the Stars,

for being there when no one else was.

•I was once told, that poetry was for those with much to say, but no one to tell. I pondered on that thought my entire life, not understanding why they wouldn't just say what they had to say, only now do I get the meaning. Poetry is a dark and beautiful subject matter. When writing it, you learn quite a bit about yourself. What goes on in the darkest parts of yourself, the part nightmares and fear resides in. When reading poetry, you learn even more about yourself. You learn that there is beauty and terror in everything. You learn to better appreciate things. You learn to write yourself. Here I am. A thirteen year old girl, using poetry as my escape. Having found watt pad today, I knew it was perfect and here we are. You reading what I have written. Welcome to my mind. We're all mad here.•

February 5th, 2014

5:26pm

•One year•

He said he loved me

One year ago today.

My mistake,

Was saying "I love you too."

A whole eight months

Were wasted with him.

Yet he had the nerve

To say to me

"It hurts to see you with someone else"

March 1st, 2014

3:14am

I grew one year older

when the clock struck twelve

14 years here,

yet I've seen nothing

but sad, broken people

trying to fix their fake, paper lives.

And so I'll wait,

for the day when finally,

live will be worth living.

March 22nd, 2014

1:30am

My head is still pounding

and my heart is still racing

crowd surfing

moshing

and letting go for once.

It was truly one of the best nights

I've had in quite some time.

March 23rd, 2014

2:46pm

It was for her.

Two months went by,

everyday I came crashing down,

having fallen hopelessly for you

as you turned and began to walk away.

I panicked,

you were supposed to catch me.

But you left,

leaving every inch of my being

devoted to you,

crashing down only to hit the ground hard.

But I am nothing but the dirt

underneath the soles of your shoes.

Am I?

she's prettier than me anyway

March 24, 2014

•I love him, he loves her•

Today sucked

tomorrow will too

if I'm here alone

and he's there with you.

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⏰ Last updated: May 14, 2014 ⏰

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