...Oh my God. Natalie.

This is my favorite work from you by FAR.

It makes me want to cry, because I understand it more than most people would ever imagine.

Thankyouthankyouthankyou for being a writer.

the beauty and the torment of this is better than the most structured of sonnets.

this is the stuff of reality, the feelings we paste behind our closet doors and pretend isn't there because if we let it out, we'd be overrun with the shame that we are real. we are broken.

all the applause goes to you, for having the sense to rip this out and shove it in the faces of the plastic people ignoring their own brokenness.

Wow, those last two lines...

an exceptional piece.

Very very well written.

"sometimes I lay in my bed and I want to vomit the memories out."

Definitely my favorite line. I really like the "give it back" as well. It adds to the idea of your being naive in youth because you want something that you can't have. It's almost pouting like a child. Beautiful tone to this entire poem.

fuck.

it hurts. so much.

i can relate to this intense, electrifying, beautifully raw, gorgeously written piece in so many ways, from the way that his lies raped me of my innocence&purity to the way that he consumed me whole and tore my heart to shreds. this piece is absolutely fucking amazing, and it makes me ache, not only because i can relate to it so deeply and desperately, but because it would bring tears to my eyes and pierce my scars even if he hadn't destroyed me. the pure emotion - the rawness - the desperation - it's somehow beautiful, even though i am so sorry beyond words for the pain that you have been through. i know what this hell is like in my own way - not physically, but more symbolically, yet i can still relate to the anger and desperation expressed in these words so perfectly strung together. fuck, that ending - it expresses my own situation perfectly, and sums up the pain of yours in a way that just shatters my heart. you are an incredible writer, and i can't wait to read&review more of your amazing work. you have this way of making your readers ache and feel what you are going through, even if they haven't experienced the same hell, that leaves me breathless&speechless. just absolutely fucking incredible. i hope that you heal, in time, from what you have been through, and that when i begin to post my own writing, that some of my similar poetry will inspire you with the truth that you are far from alone in this, and in anything else that you go through. please stay strong, stay safe and take care of yourself, and feel free to contact me through a review (once i submit my writing) or through a private message. i would love to talk with you and get to become friends, or at least get to know you better, so please don't ever hold back from contacting me.

stay strong. you are worth love, and you are beautiful. trust me. this poem shows the depth of not only your pain, but your talent - only the beautiful ones can write like this. you broke me with this piece. and i love you for it.

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xx alison.

"Kissing the plump roundness of my youth." You know, I don't think I've ever heard something like this before, and it's wonderfully refreshing.

"Sometimes I lay in my bed and I want to vomit the memories out." OH. MY. GOD. This line is absolutely phenomenal. I'm not kidding. The speaker wants to vomit her memories out? Wow. Just...wow. :D

when i saw the title, i immediately thought of "i want my innocence back" by emilie autumn. but this is a lot better. you really do have a great talent here, natalie. and i hope you make it big. :D

oh, and i would love it if you wrote a poem about my eyes, haha.

i like this a lot.
it's very dark.
only a few things bothered me:

the: (i want my purity back) seems a bit too... jarring, to me it doesn't flow with the rest of the piece, especially the "give it back." perhaps you could get rid of the last line and simply leave it with "i want my purity back."

other than that--fabulous!