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belle-et-damnee · 2 years
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—Venom would spit from between his lips.
Even if his words inflicted pain,
she is a woman born with poison in her veins.
The toxic bloodline descendent of a self
imploding family,
with the consistency of vixens and snakes.
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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The world around us grows silent,
As every ounce of light pollution
Has been conquered.
The universe is now naked,
Stripped from her black lingerie.
A celestial body made of mysteries,
That we yet to touch and explore.
we yearn to collide with her hidden worlds,
learn her way of thinking,
and figure out the plans she has in store for us.
Theres elegance in her silence,
And a lust radiating from her many suns.
so pristine and full of secrets.
how could something so breathtaking
be so self-destructive?
Shes a wicked being,
Get close enough and you could freeze.
Her light is heavenly,
But her touch could burn like hell.
her structure is mesmerizing,
her mind is perplexing.
and there she will remain for eternity,
The queen of all things living,
resting on her throne in the sky.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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—Caramel laced skin,
Honey dew eyes,
Drizzled and dipped,
Baby you're a sweet mess.
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ —Your hair smelled like gunpowder,
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ your lips tasted bitter,
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ and your hands were wrapped
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ with a wreath of thorns.
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ The warning signs were completely
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ bare, yet i couldn't help but to hold you.
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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There are many things i wish for.
I want to feel each grain of sand
caress my toes,
I want the tides to wash out my worries,
and i want to feel the warmth of the sun
beam upon my skin,
but most importantly,
What i want is for you hold me closer to your chest.
Because in your arms is where i feel safest.
I want to taste the sweetness upon your lips,
I want to hear your heart pound the rhythms
of lovesick melodies,
And to listen to the calmness in your voice
as your words fall out like little sprinklets of an angels tears
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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I rewrite that night
I retrace my fingers
Places yours had once traveled
between
Sheer laced fabric
and torn innocence
I was his favorite flavour
Vanilla bean
He craved me
and I can still feel
His teeth against my skin
I felt the rush
I traced a sobbing melody
With my nails, against his back
He had me and i still
feel trapped within his grasp.
Did i really want this?
The softness in his chest
Changed into a weight
i still struggle to catch
a breathe.
His once gentle hands
Gripped my neck
And turned my skin
Purple and blue.
How is the flower
Supposed to bloom
If you tore off her
Petals?
How will the sun shine
If you sucked up
Every ounce of her energy?
How will the human girl
Run against the
Wind if you broke her
Legs?
And How will the angel
Fly to god if you
Clipped her wings?
The more i remanence
About that night
The harder it is
To reach freedom
And soar.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ Its the way she leaves
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ a golden kiss upon your skin
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ and dresses the poppies with light
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ as they slow dance in the wind.
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ Its the way the oceans wave
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ gleams under the suns brass
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ and the taste of salt when
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ it shelters you from the suns heat.
 ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍ 𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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Sometimes we need to take
the time to repaint the walls
our minds reside within
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 4 years
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"Did you look up at the stars tonight?"
Darling, they're beautiful.
They've gazed at me in awe,
as I've always done the same.
So generous with their watchful
eyes, so stunning dressed in light.
But what happens when the light
becomes a fading flame?
when the silence becomes
a deafening scream
and the voices take ahold of my brush
and splatter the paint of chaos within
my being.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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And then there was no one left
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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The memories i love, hurts the most,
And my mind feels the need of a nightly dose.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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He kissed me in the pouring rain, and breathed the words "i love you" even if those words are a choking lie.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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I'm content with my imperfections. I don't don makeup because i think I'm unappealing, i apply it to enhance the attractive facial qualities my mother gifted me.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 | beauty is in everything
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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Time to turn to a new blank chapter in your book,
Hopefully next year will treat you beautifully.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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I'm still sitting here, choking on his bitter aftertaste.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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Within her heart, for him a floret of stunning roses bloomed.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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belle-et-damnee · 5 years
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We danced drunk, and in love under the starlit sky, as if the stars were strobe lights.
𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮
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