there's this girl, and she writes poetry on her arms.
when people ask her why, she tells them it's so she never forgets.
but really she just wants other people to read her words and to tell her she's beautiful. poetry, though; she knows most people don't understand it. she knows she doesn't understand it.
she knows that when she's dying the cells of her skin with blue ink, she doesn't understand why. she doesn't understand how a laugh can taste like strawberries or how eyelids have secrets written in them. but she knows that it's how she's feeling.
she'll be beautiful none the less, though. her pretty words that are strung together across her pale skin will tie lips together and will make fingers twitch.
she'll be beautiful.
misunderstood, but beautiful.
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there's this girl and she apologises for everything. im sorry, im so, so sorry.
she doesn't know why but she does it anyway because sometimes it makes her feel better. she wishes, though, that she could answer them when they ask, 'why are you sorry?'
but she can't. she doesn't know.
she wishes she wasn't scared.
she wishes the people that meant the most didn't leave when it mattered the most. she wishes she could tell them, no, don't go to bed; stay here and make me feel better. she can't though.
she tried to write the poetry on her arm but all that came out was
'im scared im scared im scared'
but she doesn't even know why.
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theres a girl and she's lost her ability to love.
there's a girl and she's lost her ability.
there's a girl and she's lost.________________
authors comment:
i honestly.
don't fucking
know.
i'm scared. but i don't know why.
sorry
title - coldplay
laughter like strawberries - devin
Edit, 10/12 12.43 am.
um changed the end of it cause it was repetitive and annoying me,
k bye.
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