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Comfort Me.I look in the mirror and wonder what you see
In this pathetic, fucked up mess that is me
Because what you say is beauty, vibrance, and life
I say is ugly, weak, and not right
I show you my soul, or what there is left
From all the years of self-hate and neglect
I notice you staring and I want to run
From the judgmental look I know you have on
But your hand grasps mine lightly, keeping me here
I'm afraid how soothing it is to me that your near.
Because I know you're going to leave me alone
I'm useless to you, trust me I know
"You are too good for me, this monster, this mess
I have too many flaws to possibly address
I'm selfish and needy and hateful and lost
Being with me is just too great a cost
I'll drag you down and hold you back "
But a finger on my lips stops my attack
He smiles at me and pulls me close
Whispering in my ear I mean the most,
"You are adorable, smart and crazy
Everything about you I find so amazing
Why do you do this? Why do you hate,
Yourself and the things that
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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