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Weve Met

I met a pretty red head I wonder is shes dead yet It wouldn't surprise me if she is because we haven't met yet I gave her my scarf A pretty leaf color I wonder if shes shown it to her mother I could see it now, her twirling in a dress Her red hair flowing, no reason to stress She'd look so beautiful In her pretty leaf colored dress Her momma would say "who you tryin' to impress?" And id smile if i heard it because shes not dead yet And i wouldn't be surprised not one bit because we haven't met yet I'm still holding her scarf, im sure shes chilly I wonder if people talk about the scarf that isn't there Everything goes and everything flows with that beautiful mane She'll smile as she passes me by and i smile back but i want to cry Because her eyes are black like the cold midnight sky I wonder if shell look at the stars tonight She probably wont because shes not dead yet And it wouldnt surprise me not one bit Because we haven't met yet

Copyright © Celeste Gil | Year Posted 2015



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Him

Every day is a new moon the same the sun shines brighter than my name
 the clock ticks with every certainty that tomorrow will come 
this certainty is fact.
 The same certainty that you will tell me you love me the next day. 
The days that drag are the ones where I dream of only having forever with you. Fingers laying on piano keys tied to heart strings, your creations brought down everything. 
I Stand open and defenseless waiting and you smile openly debating whether or not to stay by my side.

Copyright © Celeste Gil | Year Posted 2015

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Fairytail

My smile is broken
The teeth shatter across my lips
Blood spills on the paper letting out my inner most thoughts with pictures 
Some depicting a soul with no smile, music without a rhythm
And quiet laughter
The blood drips until the paper is no longer white but red 
A deep pulsing scarlet, like the nails of witches in fairy tales
My lips are white like the paper once was and my heart is empty but still beats 
I fill my veins with a corpses 
Thick and cold 
I can no longer feel 
I am dead inside

Copyright © Celeste Gil | Year Posted 2015

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Gone

I lived in a world where i only watched 
Where clouds rise like kings'where sunsets bow like jesters before them 
And the moon watches hed been offered kingship once but he declined 
For power is not worth a monsoon 
I watched this world where the grass was meaningful where ants were always in Misery because the ground always trembles 
Where everything found an answer , why.
Now i see its not always this way 
Now i watch as the skies turn grey and midnight black swallows everything

Copyright © Celeste Gil | Year Posted 2015

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This Is Why

i live with my enemy she revels in my sadness
she smiles when i am in pain
and cries when i am washed with relief 
i am what she wishes and i wish what she wants 
she is my demon, my unhappiness is her smile 
i feel when she wants my life 
the ones that love me feel her wrath 
as she tightens their throats with my words 
and wets their eyes with my hands 
i am caged in my own reflection 
unashamed she waves as if she is welcome 
i cringe from your hands because of the claws she hides with mine 
i cover my heart from you for the fear you will love her as well
she has no mercy

Copyright © Celeste Gil | Year Posted 2015



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Mine

Take me along for the ride send me deep into your swirling tides
I want your grip to keep me in the instant of falling but don't give way 
Let your cool breath drown me and your warmth keep me 
Push me and pull me 
I want to stay alive but feel myself dying 
Like  a flame that won't go out 
Pull me inside like candle wax 
Melt me down to nothing but ash 
Blow me away so i feel gone 
Hold it tight when i'm almost leaving 
Give me instant healing 
Tie my hands so i can't feel
Go ahead you're the master
Spin the wheel

Copyright © Celeste Gil | Year Posted 2015


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