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to feel the stars between her toes.: here lies her heart, alone on the floor-beating, just beating; pain...
here lies her heart, alone on the floor-
beating, just beating; pain seared to the core.
in the corner over there stands a boy so grand-
the girl only wishes and hopes he’ll ask for her hand.
his heart belongs to no one, roaming free-
tamed, held down and controlled is something it refuses to be.
her eyes so tired, mind so sore-Posted on February 22, 2012 via let's make love in a crowded place. with 21 notes
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My name is Celina B. Mills and I am a writer. I write horror novels and poetry, and occasionally song lyrics. I play the acoustic guitar and the keyboard, and I'm also a lesbian.
I happen to be one of the biggest music lovers ever! And recently created a music-review blog, totally random shuffle with my mom.
My five great loves are writing, reading, music, my family, and animals. I'm also a big fan of horror movies!
I created this blog to post my poetry. Everything I post, unless otherwise stated, is written by me.
