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 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
Styles
When I gave my heart to you,
never thought you would cut it two
said you loved me - even that wasn't true
Wish your actions wouldn't do the things they do
didn't have regrets, until I met you
gave me your love, and I gave it too
right then, i became your fool
using my heart for your own tool
broke it to pieces - now it has no use.
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
Lexie
We played with lighting
And I got struck

We played with lighting
And you had all the luck
"


Love is simply knowing & trusting

••

Being loved gives one the courage

To be completely  free amongst strangers

••

Some say love is being in a crowd
And seeing only each other

;;:

The true name for this isn't love

It is death

::

( but then

Our stated reason for being in love
Is to feel numb )

••

Love

//

To write a love poem

It probably would be best to actually love

//

This would reduce the volume of poems on hello poetry

By about 90 %

"

I would love you

If you'd actually be here
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
mystique
Do not choose the girl who is battered and bruised,
the girl who always lost.
Do not choose the boy who is hurt,
the boy who never knew how to care.
Do not choose the girl with fears,
the one who never lives and is always scared.
Do not choose the boy with scars on his wrists,
the boy who has only one friend and that is his blade.
Do not choose the girl with a fake smile and drowsy brown eyes,
the one who only gives love but never accepts it.
Do not choose the boy with a loud laugh and a big crowd,
the one who has loneliness tattooed near his heart

Do not choose someone  not "normal",
by normal i mean someone with no flaws.
Do not choose them if you know you will constantly hurt them and learn new ways to tear them down.

Do not choose imperfection if all you wanna deal with is perfection.
nobody is perfect.
 Sep 2015 Brian Payamps
ThePoet
I had more love for the
reflection of your shadow,
than you had ever had
for the entirety of my soul

©
>{}<


fire
flies up
sparks
swirling in
rhapt bodies
unable to
do naught

but

*DANCE!
We don't have these
beautiful little creatures in
Tucson
I saw them as a small child
and have been
smitten ever since!
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