Hold On
You are so much, ok.
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lucimaeprudence
My name is Luci Mae Girls, God, my own selfishness
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Stories by @lucimaeprudence (14)
Bed
From my empty bed I can feel you. Warm. Breathing. Though you're not really here I can actually feel you. Your heart beAts so slow. You bat your eyes the other way when I try and touch you.
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Cartography
Your entire body is a map and I follow it completely. If I ever get off track I can always find home by finding your lips. I can always find them. Even in the dark. Because you glow.
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WE
I've given you my heart I've literally carved it out and handed it to you, said, "It's yours" and sat back down.
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I Like Real Housewives And Also I Like You
I like snow. I like snow angels. I like real angels. I like Real Housewives. I like girls. I like kissing girls. I like holding hands with girls. I like the way girls are shaped.
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Hello!
I know this is incredibly desperate, and I'm not looking for followers (I don't get the deal with people just wanting others to follow them).
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Green Ink On A Feather
When I write poems about you. I write with ink because. Pencils actually erase themselves if you ignore them for too long. And ballpoint pens sometimes run out.
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An Angry Rambling At Midnight When I Have Been Staying Up Way To Late Lately
When you ask me to explain it All I can say is Its an overwhelming sad When I know I should pray for it Like what the hell is heaven, am I really too gay for it.
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It's All Unfair
*My poems are spoken word, so they make more sense when you read them out loud!* Two hearts sewn together, yours and mine Lend me your hand and I will give you my spine I can hold your beating,...
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Walk and Learn
We can't expect to learn anything from walking a mile in someone else's shoes if we haven't even walked two feet in our own bare souls.
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Perfect Body
You have the perfect body for absorbing my tears and I'm the only person who has ever been able to perfectly pronounce your name, so we are perfect.
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My Mind is a Wad of Rope
It's very thick rope Because it absorbs everything I ever see But I can't really ever cut anything out Yell it out. Write it out. Burn it out. Burn it all out.
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Untitled
She's got uneven freckles, even understands how to perfectly speak my name like a prayer because everyone who came before her has always emphasized the I (she) and this girl really makes me believe...
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I'm Hers and She's My God
Sometimes I wonder what God planned for me;I mean I know God has never ever made a mistake but everything I touch, I break and She keeps giving but I only take and take so I wonder if I even fit in.
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