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We were meant to be.
Tell me, did you feel it?
Our hearts entwining
Stitching together in locked romance
beyond my coffin's lining.
And with each night spent at my grave
our dreams; they danced as phantoms lost
I lay in velvet haunted silence
You in lilies kissed with frost
With the spirit of Romeo and Juliet
we defied all that lived to keep us apart
Our love, it triumphs;
for I am eternal, locked in your heart
Stealing perfect moments beyond the grave
I will wither with time but I shan't ever fade.
The stars, they shone with your serenade
Tell me, do you see them now
from the bed in which we're laid?
Dress me in my wedding dress
stained black like the moonless night
As nature sings in minor key
kiss me and hold me tight
Close your eyes and call to me
Do you hear my gentle sighs?
I promised all my soul to you
that I'd never say goodbye.
The world it cannot understand
that you were made for me
So hold my decomposing hand
and die so we'll be free...
All that matters
He whispers my name
His presence encircles me with passion's mist
beneath glass stars we had touched and kissed
and rivaled with true love's flame
When my life would never be the same.
He sings in my ear
And lithe arms hold me as we sway
The world; its darkness fading away
He tells me not to fear
That I am the love that he holds dear
He strokes my face
He tells me that I am beauty entombed
In a foolish realm that has wrongly assumed
That tries to taint me with disgrace
But we shall find a secret place
He shows me he loves me
Through cracked mirrors he proves their lies
With promises spelled with fireflies
That dispel and fly so free
And leave us in our ecstacy
He is by my side
He places my hands upon his chest
And with his kiss my lips are blessed
I raise the gift I've had to hide
And praise the night that falseness died.
This Is WrongSelf harm is not a trend
How could anybody see that as cool?
Pain outside outweighs the pain inside
We do it because we need distraction.
Anorexia is not a phase
We are ill; this is a disease
Blame the media, the celebrities
We do this because we think we must.
Suicide is not a result of cowardice
Dont you know it takes more courage
To live than to die?
We feel like we cant carry on.
Depression is not an act
Who wants to pretend they feel like this?
Black as the night, a bottomless pit
We lose sight of the light.
Homosexuality is not a choice
Who would choose it if so?
We are hated and discriminated
For the way we are born.
Sexual assault is not provoked
Who asks for something like that?
To feel filthy, unclean, vulnerable
We are accused of wanting it.
We feel alone
We feel ugly
We feel unwanted
We feel hurt
We feel wrong
We feel tainted
But we are not
We are human
Just like you
Rosie lay across from me in the cold, dark ward. She was agoraphobic; and when she laughed, her hands fluttered and she tapped her feet against the floor.
It was late when they carried me in. I had no name; just a plastic bracelet with a barcode and my patient number, address and date of birth. N447584. But the doctor and nurses just called me the O.D girl.
She smiled at me as they attached wires and a heart monitor; as they dressed me in a white hospital gown with the ties undone, leaving my spine naked and exposed.
Somehow I cant find the strength to tie it up, though Im afraid of the strangers hands on me. A gentle smile that keeps me from shattering.
Rosie, with her tiny, emaciated body; frail and drawn against the pale sheets. I didnt know how shed gotten here. The man next to us had fallen; broken his ribs and injured his mind.
I was falling into nothing; I had nothing to hold me in the freezing hospital but the soft, sweet smile of a str
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