My head is a horrible place to be.
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About: This is a blog where i will share my poems. It would be nice if you told me what you thought about them & if you could message me ideas of what you would like my poems to be about, that would be good too. I think my poems are easy to relate to and i think you'll agree. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as i enjoy writing them. Much love..

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Lost so many followers, its ridiculous.
I’m not about to chase you.

(Source: typicalstephypoetry)

Don’t you worry your pretty little head.

It’ll all disappear when you rest yourself in bed.

All of these thoughts are making you shatter.

But nobody cares to ask whats the matter.

From day one i could see it hidden in your eyes.

A smile on your face but deep down it’s all cries.

Never will you walk alone, i’ll be by your side.

I see right through you, theres nothing you can hide.

I know how you’re feeling because i feel it too.

And there wont be a day that i don’t help you through.

Whenever you need me, you know i’ll be there.

To show you i love you and that i truly do care.

I’m in the same boat, so if we sink, we’ll be together.

But for now we need to focus on no pain lasts forever.

(Source: typicalstephypoetry)

Anonymous asked: OH MY GOD, YOUR HAIR, YOUR EYES, YOUR SOOOO GORGEOUS :)

I’m really not at all, but thank youuuu lovely.

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 She could feel his words stomp on her heart.
Imprinting themselves so she’d never forget. 
  Locked under the influence of his hazel eyes.
She couldn’t divert her stare. 
 The harsh tone of his voice, draining her of emotion. 
The one thing she craved the most, 
 Destroyed her the quickest. 
She was in love with the idea of love. 
 But he shattered every element of her hope. 
His words cut deeper than his actions. 
  She watched as the words slithered from his tongue,
Talking to her like she was nothing. 

(Source: typicalstephypoetry)

While the cat’s away, the mouse will play.

Her sweet smell lingered still, the room alive with her scent.
The beige sheets still ruffled from where her petite figure slept during the night. 
Every time he’s with her, it feels like the first. 
Adrenaline rush. 
A souvenir from her, each time she leaves, given like a medal for winning her affection.
Her lipstick stained glass, still half filled with wine. 
Her naive little mind believing his lies. 
Trouble waiting to happen.

(Source: typicalstephypoetry)

Sure you can try to hide behind a smile.But they’ve always said, the eyes show the truth. So she keeps her eyes shut, to hide the proof.

Sure you can try to hide behind a smile.
But they’ve always said, the eyes show the truth. 
So she keeps her eyes shut, to hide the proof.

I could never imagine doing wrong by you,
despite everything that you’ve put me through. 

(Source: typicalstephypoetry)

Twinkle twinkle little slut.

Please will you keep your legs shut.

(Source: typicalstephypoetry)

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