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i think that it is writing that keeps me alive. others writing, my writings, just words and words. without words i would suffocate. maybe suffocate myself. i used to find myself starving for love. then i found out: love is worse than hate, because all love turns to hate, rejection, or abadonment. and i just get left behind in the abyss of my failures. i wish that my words flew from my mouth like a flock of birds. but they fall. bricks, building the walls that keep me restrained. keep me blind. take away my voice. or they try to, at least. and i hate capital letters and most punctuation. 15. im a girl. londonish.)

The Best Poem Of bella sometimes

So This Is How It Ends.

here it, starts
to end
right no
w.
your eyes
starting to melt
me
lt
as i watch.
and my
heart breaks.
[im so cliche.]
and
i want to
run
away from you
dont want
to
watch you die,
but
i
m
scared if i
run you
will fall
chasing
me.
so this it
how
it ends:
with your
slow decaying
and my
slow
unwinding.

[oct.13. oh-eight.]

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