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Allison Marlow Mar 2014
Written December or November 2013
She sat there in the bathtub drenched in paint
Laughing&
Screaming&
Singing
Her whole heart out
Allison Marlow Mar 2014
Written 12/31/13
It just dissolves into me
Allison Marlow Apr 2014
The greatest beauty goes unnoticed.
Allison Marlow Mar 2014
It's so hard to put into words but the loneliness I experience consumes my mind at almost all hours in the day
How do you describe things to people who don't even know your surface
The words I express filter through their minds into things they think they already understand
And I try, oh I try and the words aren't working and all that's left is screaming but not to them to myself alone in my mind where it starts all over again.
Allison Marlow Mar 2014
My dear you're heart is probably the most precious thing I have ever encountered
Thank you very much

A.m
Allison Marlow Mar 2014
Written November, 2013
And a state of pure happiness flooded out of her eyes because she realized all of infinity could be completed in her small lifetime and all the wonders of eternity surged through her veins and beautifully scarred her soul for the better
Allison Marlow Apr 2015
I wasn't nervous
My cells were very calm
Very safe
Warm
And they loved me right then
& I wondered
Allison Marlow Mar 2014
It's okay to have sad feelings.
That doesn't mean you have a permanently sad soul. I have a very happy soul. But I sort of hate the words happy and sad. It's not that bland and I feel like people already have their idea of what they are and their thoughts can't be swayed to what it actually is for that situation. But as I was saying. It's okay to have sad feelings. Sometimes it is inevitable. I don't think I mean it how people will take it will sometimes. But it's okay, it's all great. Everything is a big color book and it's all everything and it's all wonderful in the long run, maybe.

A.m
Allison Marlow Mar 2014
You don't have a soul
You are a soul
You have a body
Allison Marlow Jun 2014
"You are okay"
Grab
"Put it down"
Hold
"You are fine"
"It's fine"
Tighter
Allison Marlow Jul 2014
Who am I to say what created this earth? Who I am to say anyone is right or anyone is wrong because there is an infinite amount of knowledge that I do not know. I also have no idea what knowledge is or if it even exists on a universal standpoint but whether there is a creator or whether the infinite amount of atoms and molecules that are infinitely great found there ways together or whether it is a combination or if I'm completely off, still ****** kudos to you.
Allison Marlow Apr 2014
In that one word she screamed for twenty minutes
Allison Marlow Jun 2014
He said "i knew because the silent parts of me were blatantly audible to you"
Allison Marlow Jun 2015
I plan to live the course of my life giving myself to the earth
Investing myself in the pounding of blood
In clenching or contracting of muscles
I will have soft mothering hands and sharp teeth and I will love hard and well
And that's how I'll do it
That's how the earth will have me
And that's how I'll have everything
Allison Marlow Jul 2014
Everything that was vulnerably human crashed into his chest as that beautiful song played
Allison Marlow Apr 2014
My ***** hands are shaking
Trying to hand myself to the humans that broke
Allison Marlow Jul 2015
I am a real person living a real life and stop cheating yourself out of feeling human feelings and stop manipulating yourself to be the alien you think you are
One who isn't the same
But I'm just as human as the rest and the things I feel matter and I can be whatever I desire to be
Allison Marlow Mar 2014
Written 2/12/13
You know when you feel touched after watching a movie or reading a book or anything that touches you and it's like emotions but not emotions, special emotions are just punching you all around your body and sorta the middle of your stomach feels it the most. A beautiful wrenching feeling like the tightest part of a drenched wash rag getting squeezed to the core
Maybe you don't because I'm finding out that people don't

A.m

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