Eliane Jane

set the world on fire with your words.

[eliane-jane]

i might die from the cigarettes that i smoke when i miss you but i can't help it 'cause there's no difference you are poison too

[eliane-jane]

how beautiful it is to know that while the universe was composing itself some parts and atoms got together so delicately and formed a human that one can love so easily

[eliane-jane]

I love your poetry so much!!!

thank you so much, means a lot :)

[eliane-jane]

I’m not the only one who’s in love with you. I know the universe adores you too. I can see it from the way the first sunray paints your skin when you’re still in your dream, the way you gently talk to the demon in my bloodstream. I can see it from the way it rains wherever you go, ‘cause the skies want to touch you and storms are the only chance to do so. It’s how you radiate a beauty so pure, a beauty so raw, that every living thing that watches you can’t help but be in utter awe. Yes, you were made differently I guess, 'cause I’m not the only one to love you. Oh darling, the universe adores you too.

[eliane-jane]

all the lovers wanted was for the world to be still for a while, but she was cruel and alone so she spun on to steal their time.

[eliane-jane]

death told her how beautiful she was, and he was the only one that she believed because for years he had lingered in her mind, so she took his hand to fall asleep forever and leave this aching world behind.

rest in peace my friend

[eliane-jane]

you are so exquisitely fragile; it is the way suns radiate through the cracks of your facade.

[eliane-jane]

there are vivid colours to my madness; sometimes I paint pictures with the mess that I am.

[eliane-jane]

I am my very own tragedy.

6 word story

[eliane-jane]

he was oh so jealous of the cigarette between her lips the way she placed that filter in her fingertips and how the smoke lingered on her tongue the art of painting her vibrant lungs he was oh so envious for he longed to be her poison to breathe in

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[eliane-jane]

sometimes the whole world’s a blurry place cause I see it through a piece of broken glass, and I inhale pitch black rain clouds but my smoke rings never last. sometimes the only lullaby I hear is played by the bitter rain, the drops always die on concrete so they must know about my pain. sometimes I get too close to the phantoms that haunt me in my dreams and I swear they are real cause I can’t ever fall asleep. sometimes I lose my sanity and my head doesn’t stop to spin, and I’m defenceless, only a prisoner in my own skin.

[eliane-jane]

and suddenly we were eighteen, drunkenly lying on the kitchen floor, talking about past memories and how we want to make more.

it gets better

[eliane-jane]

she’s black coffee on monday a song on replay sex and champagne warm summer rain a piece of the sky oh my - she’s snow in july

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[eliane-jane]

do not fall in love with him. he breathes empty whiskey bottles & half smoked cigarettes & his eyes are tidal waves tearing the moon from the midnight sky. his skin is thin like a leaf that gives in to autumn winds & the words he speaks are soaked in blood & a goodbye. the august cold is in his veins & the wilderness he radiates does not let him fall asleep. do not fall in love with him cause he will chase & kill you in your dreams.

[eliane-jane]

and I swear the sky’s on fire when we’re in the streets.

drunk nights with amazing friends

[eliane-jane]

[eliane-jane]

I'm sure you kissed your gun before you shot me down