#heavenlyqueue

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There's no home for lost souls Except when I'm at rest in your arms.

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I LITERALLY HAVE A SCAR ON MY KNEE SO I CAN SAY IT HURT WHEN I CRAWLED UP FROM HELL

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Panic! While dialling phone numbers

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The sunset this evening... x

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To my extraordinary Grandfather, who died when I was four, whom I dubbed “Marnie” for the most unknown reasons. So, it’s been eleven years Eleven years since you died Cancer claimed the most amazing grandfather ever on this earth I was only four Too little to understand All I knew; was my father figure wasn’t going to hold me on his lap and eat mints with me anymore. I hold only three memories of you, all that remains of my childhood. The night you died, it still makes me cry. The tiny blue eyed blonde haired girl who never stopped smiling. The same girl who pulled the blankets over you, kissed your cheek and went to bed, after your last words to me you spoke. “I love you my little Princess, don’t forget that.” You barely talked, for the Cancer was on the lid of your voice box Tears are pooling in my eyes that were once blue, as I write this. I never had the chance to relieve the pain of my loss I changed after that No smiles, or giggles, twirling in circles was brought to the minimal. I can’t eat anything to do with mints for the life of me You didn’t get to see the girl I’ve grown to be You don’t get to see the ways the two woman you left behind fight and clash at every turn now You never seen the way after you died, my hair went from honey, golden blonde to a dark dirty blonde. Or the ways my eyes went from a stunning consuming blue to a mixture of blue and green with tints of gold and purple in the right lighting. You didn’t have the chance to hold me when a boy first broke my heart And I cried away the pain You never got to watch me win an award for my singing, or watch my piano lessons, watch how nervous I was, tell me not to listen to the girl I had at one time, claimed to be my best friend. One thing I’m glad for is that you don’t see the scars on my wrists The way my already pale skin pales until I look deathly when I have fallen into a bout of depression. I wish you could see the smiles and laughter my one special person elects. I wish you could I wish you weren’t gone I wish the old lazy boy chair you always sat on, still kept its place in the living room So much has changed I wish you could see I hope you’d be proud and still love me

I know you will never see this

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What can I say? I got lost in your eyes and I don't ever want to leave the pond of stars that have engulfed me

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I'm begging on my knees for the comfort of your touch I'm begging for the internal peace that lays in your hold

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I was a star which had imploded and you were the Galaxy that surrounded me and kept me from drifting away on the waves of the Milky Way