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Healing by MassxxHysteria, literature

Ups and Downs by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Ups and Downs

Sometimes I just want To write all my secrets down And throw them to sea. What if it washed up Right between your sandy feet, Would you even read? If you do, sorry For the major ups and downs, I don't know myself. I know what you'll think; Why should I know you if you Don't even know you? I'll tell you why now: Because I'm going to die At some point in time. It doesn't matter When, how, why- but aren't you Glad you got to know me?

Fallen Stars Are Fallen Dreams by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Fallen Stars Are Fallen Dreams

I just want to look back at the girl in the mirror And tell her how lovely she is. I want to pick her up off of the floor; Shake her of her tears and self doubt, And cover her in sunlight. I want her to see the way her eyes shine And the way her smile reflects off the glass. She needs to know what a great little ray of sunshine she is. I want to hold her hand, Tell her just because she bites her nails and trips Doesn't mean she's looked down on. I want to whisper to her cerebellum That fearing death is natural And that yes, she does look good in that outfit. I want to give her a big hug to chase away the cold And let her know

Somewhere to Begin by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Somewhere to Begin

I'm an imperfect perfection where my flaws are disturbingly flawless. I'm a constant contradiction that can't help but make sense. I'm a fire that never burns and an ocean that never crashes. I'm a songbird without a voice, but you can't seem to shut me up. I'm an open book with a password and a rose with no thorns. I'm the breath of fresh air you take for granted after the storm and I don't mind half the time. The half I'm silently screaming for recognition like the sun trapped behind dark clouds. I'm the flower that broke through the pavement and the only star you can see outside your window. I am the Queen of irony and the Mo

Caged In by MassxxHysteria, literature

For Lack of a Better Word by MassxxHysteria, literature

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For Lack of a Better Word

I wish I could wrap up forever in a little bottle and throw it out to the sea Where it would wash up upon the shore between your feet. The very fact that someone perfect like you could love me Is all I could ever need to make my life complete. Your voice is the sweetest music to my ears, And your smile is the definition of pure happiness. Your inviting hug chases away all of my fears And your gentle kiss destroys all distress. Although time is continuously going by And many things are going to change, Our love will forever be as vast as the sky And continue to spread out beyond this world's range. There is no amount of word

A Minute Until Midnight by MassxxHysteria, literature

Glass Slippers and Fireflies by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Glass Slippers and Fireflies

I wish I was more stable for you, That I could be the girl like in the movies We watched together when the fireflies went to bed. But no matter how hard I try, I still trip Over the diamond dew sparkling in the sunrise And laugh when the silence becomes too loud. Maybe one day I'll get it right and You'll fall in love with me, Even with all the cuts from the tight glass slipper. I wish I was prettier for you, That my frizzy hair calmed down and flowed Like the glittering river through your fingers. But no matter what I try to fix, my eyes will still look like The mud pies we made together when we were younger And the hinges hol

The Art of Overreacting by MassxxHysteria, literature

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The Art of Overreacting

Its romantically tragic how I can't feel beautiful Until you tell me so. What's more tragic is I cant remember the last time you actually told me. Its so amazingly depressing how late I stay up Just to catch a single word from you. What's more depressing is you never seem to drop me a line. Its almost heartbreaking when I remember back When we'd talk every day and you'd tell me you loved me all the time. What breaks my heart is that you've stopped and want me to change. The worst thing about this is, I know I'm overreacting. I know that I'm clingy I'm needy

The Boy by MassxxHysteria, literature

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The Boy

The boy who is afraid of tomorrow Spends his todays with me And lends me his nows When I need them most. The boy who doesn't know what love is Gives me his heart and trusts me To show him what it's like Because he knows my heart is already his. We never know what's going to happen, Things might change, he tells me. But if I know anything, it's that we are the ones That make together and forever rhyme.

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Healing by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Fallen Stars Are Fallen Dreams by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Somewhere to Begin by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Somewhere to Begin

Caged In by MassxxHysteria, literature

For Lack of a Better Word by MassxxHysteria, literature

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For Lack of a Better Word

A Minute Until Midnight by MassxxHysteria, literature

Glass Slippers and Fireflies by MassxxHysteria, literature

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Glass Slippers and Fireflies

The Art of Overreacting by MassxxHysteria, literature

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The Art of Overreacting

The Boy by MassxxHysteria, literature

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The Boy

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Dreaming of Spring by dishwasherdaily, literature

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Dreaming of Spring

We managed to fit a whole year into a day. Spring sat nicely between eight o'clock and breakfast time, gently shaking off winter's frost and teasing the sun from the horizon. With the sheets still possessively wrapped around us, we crawled out of bed and looked out the window. April had painted itself across the morning sky with strokes of green, and we wandered downstairs with light footsteps. In a breath of rain and flower-scented breezes, early summer tipped its hat at noon. Our fingers sticky with maple syrup, we groped hopefully at the memories of cherry pancakes and orange juice. A summer storm brewed past one 'clock, drenching us as t

I love that about you. by Chaotic-Whispers, literature

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I love that about you.

you know things other people could only dream about. {you know secrets of how the rainy days begin and where a rainbow meets the earth.} you are completely in sync with the sea. {you stand out there where the waves beat against the shore, blending comfortably into the ocean.} you are the mystery of my life. {that one person that i would have regretted not knowing.} luckily, you're mine...

Living for the Both of Us by BlueIV, literature

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Living for the Both of Us

Her brother was a boy Who had to shake stardust from his hair Because his imagination would Take him to such great heights (While the ground remained firm under her feet.) He loved the idea of winter but was a Summer child through and through (While she could barely keep up with the change of seasons.) He was born fearless and saw The good in everything as he handed out Forgiveness like bible verses (While she sat in the back church pews and gathered dust.) But he never even made it to the hospital When tragedy struck On a cold January night and she didn't have The secrets on how to save a life, But what she did know was how

ravish by SocraticSynapses, literature

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ravish

i. these are the secrets we keep pressed against the skin of your thighs and the confessions we dare not release past the even rhythm of our pulses; this is everything our tongues keep to themselves beyond the angles of lopsided secret smiles ii. these are the badges of honor we keep tucked on the insides of our collars and in the rolls of our sleeves; this is the faintest touch of my teeth leaving their mark on your clavicle and the excuses we make when our distinctions are discovered iii. these are the memories we whisper to ourselves in stairwells and private moments during the car ride home; this is you closing your eyes an

Memories of Eden by Aravelle, literature

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Memories of Eden

It's days like these I want to fling myself against a wall, hoping my heart strings will snap. Broken, yet free. I want to dive into the lithium and put my earphones on, to drown the world in lithium too. 'Cuz I wanna go out with a bang. I laugh and cry when you don't see my bloody fingers. I bet it's a blessing in disguise, if I think hard enough. You ask me why my fingers are dirty and I smile. 'Cuz I'm only a child, lost inside half a lobe of her brain and too ignorant to take the other path. Despite these things, I'm going to keep running up that hill. I'll keep wailing for the rain clouds and running away from my crippled heart, runni

Shes the Girl Nobody Notices by ksmsoccer89, literature

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Shes the Girl Nobody Notices

i. She was the girl with the burnt orange skin and blonde highlights. Her skin emitted UV rays from too many trips to the tanning bed and she changed her hair color more often than the calendar changed months. She only wanted to fit in but it just made her stand out even more. ii. She was the girl who would always use cherry lip-balm because she knew it was his favorite flavor. Her kisses made his knees weak and her will power too so one kiss would turn to two, three, and four. Then a week later she was pregnant and everyone was calling her a whore. iii. She was the girl with wings made of scotch-tape and printer paper. She tried to fly

Lessons in Love by ksmsoccer89, literature

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Lessons in Love

i. She taught him how to skip rocks across the pond when they were 5. She gently grabbed his hand and showed him how to flick his wrist to make the pebble just skim the surface repeatedly. He claims that was the day she skimmed his heart and started fidgeting her way inside it. ii. He taught her how to speak pig latin when they were 8. She never understood it and he never understood her and they both thought the whole thing was pointless, but she wanted to fit in. He told her he liked how she stood out and the fact she wasn't generic and that she didn't need to try and impress anyone. She was only trying to impress him and she already had

Icarus by Revosh, literature

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Icarus

Who are you, and what am I? Remember me? I touched the sky I flew too hard and burned too fast Dreams like mine, they just don't last I touched the sun on feathered limbs I satisfied my wildest whims But I burnt out, and I fell down My body wasn't ever found But don't remember me for how I failed I embody all the dreams that've sailed So who are you, and what am I? Remember me? I wasn't afraid to fly.

Despite Who I Am by SoImStillUnsure, literature

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Despite Who I Am

I hung myself today, paper cranes dangling from the rafters alongside me, because I was jealous of their wings. I could never fly to you. I painted the cement today, lilac concrete beneath my feet, because the world doesn't seem bright enough. It's too dreary without you. I bruised myself today, just a small flower, black and blue on my hip, to remind everyone that I'm not the carefullest girl. At least my heart is safe with you. I questioned myself today, wondered if I was an anachronism, someone who just doesn't belong, because I've never felt right in my own skin. I've never questioned that I belong with you. I spoke to th

Pause. Rewind. by SoImStillUnsure, literature

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Pause. Rewind.

Dark road, harboring darker hearts beneath accusing streetlamps. Their minds, hiding secrets and lust. Shame and love. The streets are shrouded in darkness, concrete runways, for the forgotten and the fearful. -- Another short skirt disappears into a tinted vehicle. I wonder if she's at all ashamed, as she slips bared legs into his car. I wonder if she's ever wished a better life for herself. Pause. Rewind. I pretend that I can see her, moving back in time, stilettos to sneakers and skirts to daddy's t-shirts. When she was still young. When beauty was a big smile. And when happiness could be found in a chocolate bar. Wh

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MassxxHysteria

Apr 12, 2010

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~MassxxHysteria (https://www.deviantart.com/massxxhysteria):iconmirandamadrene: Just let it grow more and more each day. It's like I married my best friend, But in a totally manly way! ~~~ Why hello there stranger :D Not too sure what to say here, but I'm Becky and this is my professional account. I'm mostly a writer [so far] and I *love* feedback :] I die a lot :iconimhappyplz: so if I don't reply to you or comment on your work that I fav, I'm sorry D: Don't be too nervous or anything to talk to me or give me criticism, I'll love you forever if you do, promise! ~~~ My old account: :iconkilala166: Artists I stalk/adore:heart:: :iconmirandamadrene::iconLoupBlancDeYeux