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  Jan 2015 Hayley
Creep
You can't love a corpse,
whether it's beautiful or not,
you just can't.

Guess that's why you left.
NOT RELATED TO ME AT ALL IT JUST CAME :P DONT WORRY I ISH OKAY CALM DOWN PPL

mm whatcha say
by jason derulo
Hayley Jan 2015
You know it's bad when you wake up at two in the morning, moaning.
Then the moaning turns to crying,
The crying to sobbing,
And
Suddenly it's seven,
And you have to face another ******* day.

*Great
Hayley Jan 2015
1)* Boys (gotta love being on your period and wanting to make out with *everyone)
2) Poetry (writing and reading)
3) Reading (mostly romance)
4) The Idea of Love (who isn't?)
5) Death (the who, what, when, where, why and how of it)
6) Perfection (striving for the impossible)
7) Myself (my nose is too big, my thighs are too big, I'm too big)
8) Making the Most of Every Moment (see #5)
9) Unimportant Stuff (such as why I may be liking him again?)
10) Making the People I Love Feel It (I ******* love you to pieces)
Not sure this is what you meant, but imma just roll with it...
  Jan 2015 Hayley
Selio Aras
Isn't it ironic,
how we tell others to stay strong,
yet we cant do it ourselves?
Everyone seems to think
I am the “master” at
solving problems but,
I can't even figure out
how to solve my own…
  Jan 2015 Hayley
Leo Cunio
Song bird, sings from the heart
Each word can tear you apart
I sing you sing along
You find your life in my song
When you need the strength to carry on
You got me to turn to
With the songs that I sing and the magic they bring
They’ve helped you be stronger
The song sets you free
But who sings to me
I am all alone now
Who sings for song bird?
Hayley Jan 2015
It seems that the only lips to speak my
name
in longing,
are those that hide

in my head

The only creatures that ask for me
for more than just a friend,
speak to me
from

under my bed

The only people who hate the world I live
are those who live

within.
  Jan 2015 Hayley
Liz And Lilacs
The prince pecked my cheek
and led me away to his chambers.
A simple young maiden, meek,
Is what he saw in my eyes of embers.

Royalty always expected the best,
He didn't understand that I said no.
Said I to him, "Give it a rest"
He saw his faults and let me go.

Freedom was not true,
Not in the empire,
Out of the blue,
I was in the fire of desire.

No one says no to the prince.
Save yourself, just nod and wince.
The rhyme is a bit forced.
This wasn't supposed to be so dark, but all the romance I write ends up very unromantic.
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