Shay Mitchell Poems

shades of darkness,
cover the lines from her beliefs.
sins drip from the fresh scripts,
that tell the story hidden among disguises.
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heart of mine,
fly away and dont be devine,
just show him that he's mine.
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walkin away,
raped me of many things.
pride's non-existant,
ripping my eyes open to everything that's reality.
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I sit and wait here,
my heart and fears flowing.
Waiting for the call,
feeling like forever has past.
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Fear racks my nerves,
beyond the slightest hope of recovery.
He looks my way,
tripping my emotions around.
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the light is fading,
sis what shall i do?
please come to my rescue,
because all i need is you.
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i need to feel the sweet song of a razor caressing my skin,
loving the quiet beat bleed through my veins,
singing the solo lullaby that will drift me deep into death.
they will remember the scrolls etched into my skin,
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you are the beat,
to my solo song.
you are the burning,
in my ever present memories.
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The breath-taking eyes,
That winning smile.
The feeling of their skin against yours,
The taste of their lips.
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The advice my parents give me,
Is to wear a jacket so they won’t see.
My fresh, silky smooth mistakes,
But sooner or later they will all intake.
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