Poems from tangledbelle

Boh. Or is it bho? I don’t know. It’s one or the other. And either way it’s the answer to every asked and unasked question, a simple noise...
How could you forget last time? Remember the pain? The manipulation? You were pulled in every way. (But look at that smile!) Yes, very...
When I look in a mirror, I don't see that girl in the movies, the beauty all the guys are after, or even the nerd, hiding a banging body...
Eyes blink shut into protective blackness as a steadying breath sputters out at my lips. The blood pulses in my ears a drum beat, a mind-...
I want out so badly. Mom, I know you’re proud of me, that I have not cried in front of you every time I see you since you told me my dream...

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