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You used to call me baby
And say your words so sweet
Now you use my name like a weapon
Make me feel like an enemy

I gave you everything I had
And you tossed it all aside
Said you didn't want to erase me
But you just passed me by

Take the pencil from my hands
And erase you from my heart
Like you've erased me from your mind
And tore me apart
Take the bottle from your hands
And put me back in your arms
Back where I belong
Put me back into your heart

Haven't heard from you in forever
Hope you're doing okay
You've probably forgotten me
But I think of you every day

You've erased our conversations
You've gotten a new phone
I had to delete everything
And I still feel alone

Used to look at all our pictures
And remember what you meant
Now your name serves only to haunt me
And my sanity is spent

Take the pencil from my hands
And erase you from my heart
Like you've erased me from your mind
And tore me apart
Take the bottle from your hands
And put me back in your arms
Back where I belong
Put me back into your heart

Oh and she tells me you'll come back
Cause that's only human nature
But how broken will you be
There's no room for alcohol in you and me
And I worry each and every day
I wonder if you're okay
Cause I know you'll lie
If I'm not looking in your eyes
And you used to call me ever so sweet
And talk to me every day
And now you're gone
It's a lie when I say that I'm okay

Take the pencil from my hands
And erase you from my heart
Like you've erased me from your mind
And tore me apart
Take the bottle from your hands
And put me back in your arms
Back where I belong
Put me back into your heart

They've got me medicated to say
I don't miss you everyday
And I hope this medicine makes me forget you
Cause I'm not sure I can do this without you
They've got me medicated so I don't
Do myself in
But I'm not sure I want the medicine to win
Give me a reason to say
I'm doing okay
And it wasn't perfect
But it was beautiful
And beautiful was how you made me feel
And beautiful is how we were
Cause when it came down to it all there was was love
Beneath the petty fights
And all the useless tears
There was only love
Love we couldn't contain
And it exploded like nuclear war
Where the scars never quite fade
And the repercussions never stop coming
Because the love will always be there
And it will always hold the most bittersweet pain
Because we loved so much
It couldn't be contained
And I hope one day
We can still be beautiful
And the pain will fade and there will just be love
Because once there was you, there was no one else
You're all I ever dreamed of
And all I ever dream of
Is the beauty you saw in me
And the beauty of you
My beautiful boy, my beautiful man
And together we were beautiful
I hope one day that will be enough
Because there's beauty in imperfection
Maybe one day you'll see
And you'll miss being beautiful
Some days are harder than others
But most days I wish I could die

And I remember how it was when I used to matter
But you still do

Most days I don’t think I’ll make it
And some I almost don’t

And I’ll never understand
How things fall apart
And I’m not in your arms
The only thing that ever made me feel better

And the memories
Are now only bullet holes
Used to be roses
But now they’re just thorns
And the days they just drag on for hours
And the nights are even worse
Cause I can’t eat
I can’t sleep
Every minute feels like a year
Without you
I never thought we’d come to this

I remember all the times
You held my hand
And brushed my hair back from my face

I remember the days, the nights, the moments
I fell asleep in your arms

I remember the first time you told me you loved me
And I’d write your name with a heart

I remember our first kiss
And I remember our last
I never thought we’d fall apart

And the memories
Are now only bullet holes
Used to be roses
But now they’re just thorns
And the days they just drag on for hours
And the nights are even worse
Cause I can’t eat
I can’t sleep
Every minute feels like a year
Without you
I never thought we’d come to this

And all of these memories
Just feel like moments
We built up
To tear me down

And each passing second
That I’m here without you
I don’t want to be here right now

The pain of losing you
Is the greatest I’ve ever known
And I don’t understand why you have to go

They tell me to leave you
To move on
But I just want to fix it somehow
Please let me fix it somehow

And the memories
Are now only bullet holes
Used to be roses
But now they’re just thorns
And the days they just drag on for hours
And the nights are even worse
Cause I can’t eat
I can’t sleep
Every minute feels like a year
Without you
I never thought we’d come to this

And each second
Each minute
Each day
Each week
Without you
Won’t stop my breaking down

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Poke-Me-If-You-Dare
Rachel
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United States
Alright. I dunno what to write for here. This is me. These are my songs. I like writing songs. I've been doing it since before I can remember. Sometimes I submit. Sometimes I don't.
I like to drive fast. I like to turn up my radio and drown out the sounds of the world.
I like to dye my hair. I get tired of things after a while.
I have trouble paying attention and my mind jumps around a lot.
I like to read.
I love to sing. I never stop.
I can think of a song to match pretty much anything someone says.
I feel like my parents are overprotective and sometimes I wish they would just stop asking questions and let me figure things out for myself.
I'm smart enough to be in all honors classes but I like just coasting by and doing what I want.
Winter is my favorite season.
The ocean is beautiful but it scares me.
Sometimes I arrogantly wonder how come people who aren't as good as me have more page views and watchers than I do. I still wonder this. maybe they're nicer.
I'm a huge flirt and sometimes it gets me in trouble.
My little brother means the world to me.
I'm daddy's girl.
I like to act crazy.
I fall down a lot.
I come up with some of the best ideas but then I can't do them because it's illegal.
I almost always have good dreams.
I love movies.
I'm ridiculously paranoid.
I'm a hopeless romantic.
I day dream.
I'm a dreamer in general.
I can love with all my heart.
Break my heart and it takes me years to recover.
I have anger management problems.
It makes me happy when people say I hit like a boy.
I like planning parties.
I'm always worried no one likes me.
I'm not happy with myself.
I've resigned myself to the fact that I'll never be who I want to be.

I'm not looking for drama. And I'm not looking for critique unless I ask for it. I write for the sake of writing. I write to keep myself from causing harm. I write because I write, for no one else's benefit but mine. So to recap: NO CRITIQUE UNLESS I SPECIFICALLY ASK FOR IT. I don't want to know how to make my work better. I like to see how I improve on my own.

Here are my views on people who submit their things to twenty thousand groups (it makes me want to murder them.)poke-me-if-you-dare.deviantart…

And lastly I'll say this: I am picky about what I favorite, but I rarely ever comment. If I have commented, you better feel pretty fucking special.

So here's to the dreamers, cause real life is shit, and dreams are all we have.
(This is an excerpt from one of the letters that I've been writing to my friend in Basic Training. I try to keep him thinking. I don't want all his personality and thoughts to get squashed out of him. I thought this would be an interesting excerpt to post here.)

I start with the notion: What is love? It's a question I've been asking myself a lot lately. 
    
Is it just an attachment we form by spending a lot of time with someone who is a great person? Is it something we decide? How does one know if they are in love? And why is it so easy to determine whether or not we love our friends but not our significant others?

I feel like I'm both afraid of love and lack of love at the same time. Then again, I'm also afraid of the area in between the two. Why is a thing that's supposed to be so wonderful so scary? I'm terrified.

I'm afraid of not loving enough. I'm afraid of being the one that loves too much. I'm afraid of not feeling anything. I'm afraid of not being able to tell if I do feel anything. Especially the last one.

What does love feel like? I want to say it, but I am afraid that I'd be wrong or lying without realizing it.

The only time that I have ever felt like I knew I was in love was when I found out that they didn't love me back. The pain told me that it was love. I only know how to tell love through pain, and that scares me. It scares me that I won't know that I'm in love until I've already lost it. 

So I pose to you this question because maybe you know: What is love? How do we find it? How do we recognize it? How do we keep it? Is love an actual presence, or do we think it up in our minds? Is it something we can physically feel?

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ArrogantReality Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2014
Happy birthday, lady with a pumpkin on her head. :B :heart:
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Crystal-Magic13 Featured By Owner May 23, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
:shifty:
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:mwahaha:
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ArrogantReality Featured By Owner May 23, 2014
I dared. :B
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ArrogantReality Featured By Owner May 23, 2014
:poke:
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GuinevereToGwen Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2013  Student Writer
Your work has been featured here! :) Have a nice day!
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Schieben Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Happy Birthday! :cake:
Hope you have a good one! :)
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Poke-Me-If-You-Dare Featured By Owner Jul 31, 2013
Thanks!
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TheDarkenedBride Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Hello :wave:
:iconrainbowsqueeplz: I'm getting together the next issue of my „friends features“, if you'd like to take part in it feel free to note me with 3 thumbcodes of your works, then pick a friend of yours and send me 3 of their works too :handshake: the feature will be released in the upcoming weeks, I'll note you with the link when it's done :salute:
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Poke-Me-If-You-Dare Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2013
so sorry this reply is so late. Thank you so much for considering me. I assume that the feature has already come out. Thank you again though for considering me.
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TheDarkenedBride Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
no problem :) it's a long term project, so feel free to send me your contribution when it suits you best, I'll gladly include your art and your friend
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