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Meet a girl named No One, with a heart of shattered stone
Staring at the other girl, the one that's not alone
Girl with skin that glistens, with the eyes of crystal seas
Grin of shining diamonds and a laugh like a disease
Flashes just a glance and soon, she's every trouble's cure
She has everything… and No One's off to be like her.
Eating turns into a crime, she'd rather be away
Thrusting fingers down her throat to make herself okay
Watching as her very bones are seen behind her flesh
There she drowns in tears, for she has not yet seen success.
Minutes turn to hours, and these hours turn to days
Every moment slipping, slowly fading into grey
Rapidly, her body turns to nothing but her bones
As she fights for beauty, as she battles for the throne.
Broken hearts must learn to beat, and this she came to know
Learning it the hard way when her heartbeat grew too slow
Yet, she somehow managed still to shine from what's within
Lying in her casket with her hidden, unseen sin.
Final thoughts inside her head scream through the broken skies
She had never reached her goal, the one that took her cries.
They never acknowledged how the torture was so rough
She was never beautiful… not beautiful enough…
Staring at the other girl, the one that's not alone
Girl with skin that glistens, with the eyes of crystal seas
Grin of shining diamonds and a laugh like a disease
Flashes just a glance and soon, she's every trouble's cure
She has everything… and No One's off to be like her.
Eating turns into a crime, she'd rather be away
Thrusting fingers down her throat to make herself okay
Watching as her very bones are seen behind her flesh
There she drowns in tears, for she has not yet seen success.
Minutes turn to hours, and these hours turn to days
Every moment slipping, slowly fading into grey
Rapidly, her body turns to nothing but her bones
As she fights for beauty, as she battles for the throne.
Broken hearts must learn to beat, and this she came to know
Learning it the hard way when her heartbeat grew too slow
Yet, she somehow managed still to shine from what's within
Lying in her casket with her hidden, unseen sin.
Final thoughts inside her head scream through the broken skies
She had never reached her goal, the one that took her cries.
They never acknowledged how the torture was so rough
She was never beautiful… not beautiful enough…
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Your Flaws are Beautiful
Your Flaws are Beautiful
I honestly can't stand you
And your beautiful words,
The way they sing
And flow,
And the way
You just cut into your skin
And let yourself leak out.
You are too perfectly
Imperfect,
Your flaws are beautiful
And oh so real,
And your story is one
That is impossible to tell.
Your story tells itself.
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My Perfect Mistake
As he drew,
His pencil slipped,
Leaving an undesired mark upon his canvas.
Erasing leaves shadows,
And the mark he left was far too heavy.
He began to think to himself.
Something familiar was there,
Something he simply could not shake.
He had seen this before,
He had seen it and forgotten.
This particular memory was destined to be lost forever,
Forever lost in the depths of his mind.
He then started to think deeper.
How many "mistakes" were thrown away?
There was something quite incredible here,
And he was seconds from tossing it aside forever.
Fate had given him another chance
To reclaim this gem that had been tossed careles
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beautiful.
We were beautiful.
but our separate worlds have broken us apart,
embedded its shadows into our muted screams.
so let it cut up our love and snip it into p iec es,
and let tragedy crawl into existence with its wilted bamboo limbs, let
the ocean wind blow what’s left of it
away,
and we will be inches apa
rt, but still too far to be close.
let our monsters look like us
with bloody ribs of ink and debarment, empty hearts swallowed by their
darkness
i guess we never would've made it anyway. never.
i guess our forbidden dreams won't ever come true. ever.
but
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I decided to write a poem about anorexia...
I know it sucks. But yeah.
Comments, please!
~ Mikki
I know it sucks. But yeah.
Comments, please!
~ Mikki
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It gave me chills.