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your waves of emotions leaves ripples in my once dry flat sand

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Lol was driving to beach to sunrise & this came to mind (a bit more personal)

Trying to outrun the sun

i’m just not fast enough

between the pebbles flying

from under my feet

and clashing back upon the ground they came

and passing those places

that carry memory so heavy

it’s soft like quick sand

Will I make it early enough

to cross my feet, squint and inhale

just air and intake just water

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soft quilted plastic

loud emblem inflates

scents creating a haze

cosmetics stealing space

tarnishing links intertwine

the singlar hairs compromised my vision

as i search for my keys

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piping coffee on the heated shaky hand

wrinkles group like schools of fish with every clumsy movement

the distinct overpowering smell of starch is as contrasted as the sprayed deodorant with a present undertone of musk or the aroma of hairspray with hair as wild as a lions mane.

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I found a new hymn.

A new hymn I could picture you humming as you go about your new life without me.

Do you listen to list of songs i gave you?

They tell the bottom of my heart the bottom of the truth

my songs to you.

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sugar coat your lies

so they don’t taste as bitter

as they should.

sugar sweet in my thighs

if want to taste it

you could.

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I say “I love you”

it’s simple and sweet

a quick explanation

for the things i can’t speak about.

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[creativespark]

Phil Griffin, Amy in the Light

[rolloroberson]

Amy Winehouse

[zombiegirlfriend2007]

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i worried about being odd

now i wonder am i odd enough

i worried that im not normal

now i wonder am i too normal for you.

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my jewelry is green

because I went swimming

in your ocean of deception,

now I know nothing

except my jewelry is green.

hold my hand, I’m going down.

my fingers are green

because I touch your jealousy

and it crawled all over me

now I know nothing

except my fingers are green.

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every kiss is like a tattoo it lasts forever on my skin.

after i taste your liquid sin i want to do it all over again.

and when i kissing your neck i can’t help but breathe in your scent.

every inch of you is perfectly made for me,

i feel every inch of you as you slide in deep,

i’m gonna keep you around forever.

never happier or wetter,

than when i’m with you.

i’m a better person

when i’m with you.

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Introduction

Hi my name is Cherise.

I’m afraid to admit I’m a writer not living to my potential. Not only am I just 17 there is something telling me I don’t have the credentials. I’m not an official aspiring writer. My motivation to be unmotivated is it makes a better storyline. I can damage my life just to give me something to write about. So, I’ll also inspect every human being I see in-front of my pos machine at work. I’m terrified of telling someone, anyone I want to be a writer. What if it’s just a temporary hobby like the rest? Then what? How do I get from writing in my notebook to co-writing with the greats? How do I face my parents and tell them what I want to do in life has changed for the third time?

[linkinmoon]

"I’m a very romantic person. I don’t mean romantic in a flowers and chocolate kind of way. It’s more like if it’s raining, I’ll go up to the window and press my nose against the glass and sigh at how beautiful it all looks."

- Amy Winehouse

[linkinmoon]

"I’m a very romantic person. I don’t mean romantic in a flowers and chocolate kind of way. It’s more like if it’s raining, I’ll go up to the window and press my nose against the glass and sigh at how beautiful it all looks."

- Amy Winehouse