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Holey Feb 2016
You really hit the nail on the head this time, dear
Now's the chance to never let anyone, near
It's my turn to slither inside your thoughts
You better go and perfect those knots
°•°
Please go and check you wrists
And I'll write you down, on my list
I'm the devil, I invade your dreams
And I laugh when I hear your screams.
Holey Feb 2016
We are the seeds of our own evil
We can choose to feed the seed until it keeps growing
Or we can choose not to feed into the evil
Because once that seed is planted
It will take more effort to rid of the evil,
Than it was to plant.
  Feb 2016 Holey
nobody
If I carved
Out your heart
It could never leave a scar as deep
As the ones you left on me.
  Feb 2016 Holey
nobody
I am an alien.
This is not my home.
You all blame it on
"being human",
all those imperfections.
I wish I was human.
Capable of consoling my short-comings
with lies about my inabilitys.
I am capable.
Perfection is possible.
So why lie?
You wouldn't sell a diamond
at half price.
I wish I was human.
Able to neglect my emotions
for fear of their disappointment.
But no...
I cannot forget my duty
I just want to go home again.
- Gloraeanna
I don't understand the phrase "you're just human" that people say when you make a "mistake". What does making mistakes have anything to do with being human? Mistakes are only mistakes once you regret them. Otherwise they are just actions. Judgment makes everything so complicated.

Even angels can make mistakes, Satan for example.....


©Go Home by Gloraeanna
Shared on Hello Poetry
on February 19, 2016
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Holey Feb 2016
Here is where my body lies
fast asleep with much goodbyes
unshed tears fill up my tomb
just outside my mother's womb
«»
It's ok mom, to let me go
God just didn't let me grow
Daddy please, don't be mad
They'll be plenty more to add
«»
A pained expression fills your eyes
as you see me start to die
You softly whisper in my ear
I will always love you, my dear.
  Feb 2016 Holey
Star Gazer
Seeing the world for what it is has been a great experience,
The way people would manipulate through fake appearance,
The way people would **** each other at shopping clearance,
Oh how the world has become a wicked place,
But I am not a cynical mind or a cynical face,
It's just been truthfully so, an Earth of bad taste.
Will be waiting to see Earth meltdown but I won't live that long....
So, I guess I must enjoy the beauty of it ....bit by bit,
No matter how little left there is in it,
Mostly thanks to that lovely girl who sits right beside me in class,
The way she'll let my cynical mind just pass,
As though the nonsensical **** I spout is ok,
Oh how I really love your patience and kindness,
Your warm shoulders and your warm cheeks,
And thank you for looking out for the geeks ,
I don't know why you're so warm to a guy as ugly as me,
To a person who is as impossible at love as me,
But somehow you keep me around and give me hugs when I'm down,
You are the true embodiment of warmth,
And I must thank you for it.
Your warm hugs,
Your warm shoulder,
You.
You are perfect,
Finally can say that and not have to say "almost" before perfect.
Thanks.
Lets hope one day I'm ready to move us forward.
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