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Belle Victoria Stone Poem
a simple hello.
I can drown myself in new music and relive my memories
sometimes I write a lot and sometimes I need to get away
you thought you got away with murder but everything was on tape
it was like painting numbers on a white pale wall, something clean
humans don't go look for danger, danger will find them where needed
you never waited for me to get my shit together, you said you hated me
it were the bad things I only could remember about you, all the bad
and all the lonely boys fell for the girl who was now a thing called pretty
and all the popular boys didn't fell for the same girl back in those days
Mondays always came with rain and Friday always left with a smile
the moments you lived for were minimal, it were only the weekends
I remember how lonely you felt, missing the people around you
the voices in your head became your new home, they were your friends
sometimes they come back, just to say a simple hello...
it was all about living for someone that never take a breath for you.
Copyright © Belle Victoria Stone | Year Posted 2016
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Belle Victoria Stone Poem
I used to call them brave, the people who would misbehave
but it was destiny one day I would become like these kids
broken and alone, not feeling loved or happy
the bond between those youngsters was unbreakable
blood is thicker than water is what the old people say
but it in their case the water had won
some people call them tiger stripes
others choose words like battle wounds
you always called it beautiful
but for me it was a curse
something I could never stop
demons whispering in my ear
the devil loves pretending
he always seems to care
and for me that was enough.
Copyright © Belle Victoria Stone | Year Posted 2015
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Belle Victoria Stone Poem
I love it when you smile, I love it when you don't
I like the way you look at me even if you won't
the sky was turning another shade of blue that night
the kind of color that would remind me of your eyes
for me it was a big deal that you left me without telling
for you it was natural like drinking coffee in the morning
or rain that fell down once in a while on the new car you bought
I just wished you missed me like I miss you
he stole her heart with she couldn't get to his.
Copyright © Belle Victoria Stone | Year Posted 2015
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Belle Victoria Stone Poem
it was yesterday when the screaming started
there was blood on the floor, your mum was crying
I can't remember the last time I saw you smile, happy
you once told me this story about angels, about demons
this boy never felt like he belonged here, this was not his home
the world we live in is so beautiful, so wonderful but not for him
darkness always found it's way to strangle him when he was alone
thoughts about falling appart, breaking, terrible thoughts about dying
it was at night when these creatures came to haunt him
the innocent soul of this boy couldn't protect him, never
almost every day when the moon met the nightsky, the stars
it was time for the monsters to wake him up and torture him
the tears he had cried were expressed in different types of scars
no single soul in the world could understand the way he felt
it was yesterday when the screaming started
there was blood on the floor, your mum was crying
and maybe I wished you had took me with you, above
you once told me you wanted it this way, it needed to happen
you were so afraid, so scared of these monsters in the dark
your own soul was playing sick little games with you
so tomorrow will be a new day and I will be there
alive and breathing, for myself and for you darling
and every single day I will be thinking about him
this oh so lovely boy with his brown eyes and beautiful smile
the boy who got haunted by demons, haunted by himself
I always thought he looked like an angel
and now he is one..
Copyright © Belle Victoria Stone | Year Posted 2015
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Belle Victoria Stone Poem
I could swallow a pill to take away the poison, I could do it all
my heart was beating for the people who didn't have one
dancing in a crowded room with all kind of different people, wonderful
drinking to much alcohol and you knew this was going to be the night
he never loved her in the way she loved him or he just never showed it
either you want me or you don't, just know that I am going tomorrow
she was leaving to a place were nobody would know her name, no one
somewhere were she could find peace and happiness with another human
after I told you to leave, you didn't even try to stay in my life, you left
my door was open, my heart was open and there you went, like the wind
the flowers kept growing just as the distance between us, the distance
once we were close, we couldn't be apart, that was a long time ago
he loved reading novels and so did she, they were the same yet weren't
they weren't the same but maybe they wanted to be the same ..
he loved reading novels and she pretended that her life was one...
but he always was a little bit broken, a little lost, he could never save her
heroes don't belong in a world were everything is perfect.
Copyright © Belle Victoria Stone | Year Posted 2016
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