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Feelings and Thoughts You cannot stop.

Contributed by Fluxy on Sunday, 10th January 2010 @ 12:45:37 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

Her eyes. Stuck in my head. Her touch. Stuck to my skin. Holding back what I say. It kills me. I lye. I cry. I smile when I'm around you. I can't stop these thoughts. Either I'm deeply madly in love. Or just crazy and sad. Her freckles. Cute when she smiles.
These thoughts I cry about. These thoughts I hurt about. Her hair. Thin and fine. Beautiful at it's least.
The twinkly in your eye. Kill me inside. Although you'll never know my everlasting torment. I blow it off. I can't say I don't like it. The pain of it lets me know I still feel things. Or anything at all. I'd rather be hurting inside then cutting on the outside.
Crying myself to sleep won't work. Beating me to sleep isn't an option. So I stay up and look at you. Just to think. "What a life? Huh?" Sitting here like a bastard watching you, afraid to speak in person to you. My hands clam up. I loose words. Feeling the tears beneath conjunctiva.
Dammit, These impulses grow stronger every day I see you. You care for my safety and well-being.
To think of you as selfish is as to think as- I'm getting ahead of myself. Peanut Butter being perfect? Of course not. But no one said Pretty damn close. Pulling myself back hurts. But it works in order of me not hurting you. You've been hurt. Heartbroken and used. I fail to see who would do this to such a pretty Peanut Butter. Even now....Even now. I find myself at a lose of words. Describing you is like. It's insanity to say the least. Crazy to think of such words that compare to you. I bow my head in shame to post this. But as I said. My feelings come out in poetry. I can't hide this. This is how I am. Hate me or Love me. But don't toy with me. It's all I ask.
-Darker Than the Blackest Shadow-
~Sweet Sorrows Kiss Will Never Fade~

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