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Day Mar 2017
must be home by 1

12:15 a.m
"Don't fall asleep baby, you need to be home soon."
"It's fine, I'm just gonna close my eyes for a minute."

5:15 a.m
"Hey what time is it?"
**"Oh ****.."
Day Mar 2017
..in hopes that my words may find a better home,
than the darkness of my mind..
  Mar 2017 Day
Emily B
sitting at mcdonald's
I clicked 'add poem'
and I thought about
all the words I have
today

impatience and anger
blue blues

I think I better go home
and clean the bath tub

no poeting today
Day Feb 2017
something deeper then a soul mate,
because while a soulmate kindles your inner fire
a twin flame parallels the heat of your soul
a soulmate works to keep your heart
while a twin flame already holds the other half
soulmates are all around you, in friend and love
but a twin flame
comes only once
just an idea im playing around with, love this theory
  Feb 2017 Day
Ciara
"NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS COULD I FORGET THAT I'M YOURS."
Day Feb 2017
i am lying in the center of the universe, far as the eye can see
every planet, star, constellation all lying in the center of me

my breath ,moon dust, swirling in the oxygen i consume
,even filled with all of existence i will still make room

my heart overfills and spills the light of all the stars
yet, his space compares to that between the earth and mars

i never believed in heaven, but maybe a  celestial place
till a star fell from the sky and i looked upon his face

him and i, are nothing special, nor above the rest
but somehow the universe lies between his and my chest

we are lying in the center of the universe, far as the eye can see
every planet, star, constellation all lying at the center of him and me
thanks for all the love guys
  Feb 2017 Day
its gonna make sense
i was once a piece
of beautiful paper,
cut into a heart-shape,
colored with red and
neatly placed at the left
side of my chest.

and then you came
with your heart on fire,
i am enchanted by your warmth
that i let you embrace me.
but i never thought that your fire,
would burn me down.

i was once a piece
of beautiful paper.
but now,
i am no more than
a piece of small gray particles,
ashes,
forgotten ashes
scattered by the wind

never to be found

©IGMS
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