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sullyapieceofme · 2 years

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I am the luckiest: to see your first smile to kiss those small hands if ever you are alone I am here, if ever you are upset I am here, for a shield will never stop protecting its core. you make him whole and he keeps you strong. I need you more than you need me

I love you endlessly like a roaring wind I love you my daughter

I love you my wife.

I love you my girls.

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sullyapieceofme · 2 years

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For the times that I tried and for the times that I cried For the times I've had to be something and for the times that I was simply nothing it's enough its enough I'm enough I'm enough Be strong, hold on the roller coaster goes down but it must come back up Elevate to freedom If only you could read this.. oh no I mean .. if only you could feel this what I feel right now Oh baby, you would understand. You would melt with me. Maybe then we would know more, we would understand Your beauty and my beauty we are all but one Be kind Be nice Let live Let go Me and You... we melt like snow........... <3 if you see this, there's hope. there is always hope....

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sullyapieceofme · 3 years

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How am I supposed to explain how I feel when feelings are just chemical reactions reacting, colliding, mixing destroying, numbing me until I feel ashamed of wearing this skin, of breathing beside you on those cold nights. If you only knew how much I hate these chemicals, how much I hate myself.

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sullyapieceofme · 4 years

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My words have this tendency to bring out pain,

Pain from places you forgot ache,

Pain from memories you tried to erase

Each sentence a reminder of how malleable and shattered a heart can be, yet still function at full capacity.

Allowing you to feel each grain of pain through the breaths you make, how fucked up can an organ be.

Fuck,

the heart.

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sullyapieceofme · 4 years

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Hope.

Sometimes I wake up thinking everything is how it used to be.

We pick apples from that tree, our favourite one at the end of the garden. We dance along to our fathers favourite 90's songs and we adore our mothers inspirational quotes. We fight, we play, we hug, we love, yet we never split... not before.

But then reality reaches me the cold harsh truth hits hard taking away every small breath I could possibly hold in my lungs, suffocation as I realise it wasn't a depressing dream, wanting just wanting, praying, hoping that if I close my eyes a little longer we can all remain together a family just a while more. I miss them. I miss us. I miss you.

Yet through it all I stroke your fragile hands as we lay on unfamiliar pillows, lost but not alone. As the soft sound of rain puts the two of us to slumber, I ask myself... How could we destroy something so perfect.

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sullyapieceofme · 5 years

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It’s quite sad.

I’ve lost it.

My passion to touch souls with my pen.

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sullyapieceofme · 6 years

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Brown was never my favourite colour

But her eyes...

Changed that

Forever.

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sullyapieceofme · 6 years

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That's it, the best time to read

when the rest of the world is asleep

and there I am sat in the warmth of the light

as the glow bugs gently bristle and dance against the outside of the window pane.

Sat in the centre of the bed erasing

existence, anxiety, worries and stress

as the feel of each crisp page against my finger, renews the happiness of my soul.

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sullyapieceofme · 7 years

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“Why is it I feel this suffocation?”

“…because he has not yet ran his fingers through the knots of your soul.”

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sullyapieceofme · 7 years

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I fantasize quite often about making a mess out of you the tangled hair type of mess, the beady sweat type of mess the type of mess that will last long in your mind and last even longer on your broken lips, The type of mess that will have you moaning my name as you are drowned in his pleasure and drenched in my love Yes... a mess. a beautiful, ugly mess.

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sullyapieceofme · 7 years

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Bask in sadness, It’s good for the heart.

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sullyapieceofme · 8 years

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You dream of would once dream of his cologne soaked shirt, wrapped firmly across your waist. His eyes on you and your eyes adrift to his soul.

But now you wake up with cold fingertips tracing warm scars, trying to remember how it feels, to breathe without sorrow.

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sullyapieceofme · 8 years

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Isn't it amazing How we're walking through life and suddenly we bump into someone, someone with the power to create colours in places we deemed colourless. The ability to reawaken the lost buds of hope. I truly believe at least once in our life time we have the pleasure to meet such people. Hold onto them. As if it's all that matters, because trust me... it is.

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sullyapieceofme · 8 years

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... for I am a dreamer with a million voices, a soul with a million words muted in an instance. muted in bliss. muted like the autumn breeze, against her chapped lips.

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sullyapieceofme · 8 years

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She lay there inhale exhale small silent breaths, motionless movements, a queen in her element. Her naked fingers painting dreams against my skin, As my gentle hand strums the pulse across her breast a million tiny sensations bursting down her spine, as I cradle her close and devour the tiny orgasmic breaths which leak from her lips…

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sullyapieceofme · 8 years

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I craved the way your hand would brisk freely through my hair, the way the texture of your thighs would feel against my naked lips. I craved laying beside you under those covers our guards down, our hearts out and our skin making conversation. I craved the idea of being yours.

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sullyapieceofme · 8 years

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a cold love...

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