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 Mar 2013 Cera Wood
Alex
She told me she loved me,
that I've no need to fear.
I believed all the lies
that she breathed in my ear.

I pulled her in close,
closer than anyone before.
I tried not to cry
or she wouldn't love me anymore.

I couldn't hold back,
forever stalked by self-pity-
I wept, and she left.
Translucent comforts pierced through me.

She hates me now,
a bit more every day.
I've not given up yet-
I want her to stay.

Perhaps she will wish,
once I'm hanging lifeless from a tree,
that she'd loved me forever,
as I begged for it to be.
 Mar 2013 Cera Wood
Kasey LoBue
You are the one
That's always there
Protecting and
Fighting for me
You always care
If I was hurt
You would be too
Are we really two people?
How could this be true ?
God split us apart
Too strong to be together
Splitting us apart 
Was only clever
Finding our soul mates
A journey of life
I finally found you
Were no longer two
Were one
And will always be together
Love isn't...
forever like they say
Love isn't...
something that never fades away

Love isn't...
all the lies and the deceit
Love isn't...
just what goes on between the sheets

Love isn't...
where you expect that it will be
Love isn't...
something new to you or me

Love isn't...
dependent on being rich or being poor
Love isn't...
something I remember anymore

Love isn't...
insecurity and doubt
Love isn't...
something I want to be without

Love isn't...
always happiness and laughter
Love isn't...
sadly, happy ever after.
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 Mar 2013 Cera Wood
David Huggett
I'm going to be a hermit
And hide my life from view
Get my act together
Maybe start anew

Good morning will be the sunrise
Sunset will be goodnight
Maybe I'll work it out
Hope I'll be alright

The birds will sing their song to me
My heart may fill again
Skies fill with their dark clouds
It begins to rain

The rain will hide the tears I cry
And bathe my weary soul
This heart could be once more

**Broken...mended...whole.
 Mar 2013 Cera Wood
Jaki Burman
DEPRESSION!
Depression is an illness brought on by a shattered past,
Basic skills, needs, & dreams fade away fast,
Immobilizing your will, confidence, thoughts & goals,
Slowly amercing you into deep holes,
Along come alcohol, poor communication & rage,
Both you & your family wishing they could turn to a new page,
Children caught up in the fight,
All needing to make things right,
Hope & tears burning dry,
And we all SCREAM why!
Life seems to fall apart,
Deep within everyone’s heart,
When & how will it end?
Can this ever mend?
Written by Jaki Burman 23/11/09
Looking through these eyes of love
I see you as you are
Imperfect but so wonderful
Shining from afar

I see a heart of immense beauty
Created by the One above
Overflowing with such tenderness
Made for me to love

I love you despite your imperfections
The same as you love me
My love for you will never change
No matter what I see

Sometimes we may get angry
Part with hurting words
My love for you will stay the same
No matter what I heard

Looking through these eyes of love
No matter what you do
Where you go or what you say
I will still love you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
I am lost
I don’t know who I am
This isn’t me
I feel like a scam

Who is this person?
This isn’t me
I’m not like this
Something’s amiss.

This isn’t me.
I’m not happy.
I’m not fine.
This persona is not mine.

I’m not who I seem.
I’m not what people think.
I’m not as people deem.
I don’t like this.

Something’s wrong.
I don’t know what.
I am lost.
I've got a confession.
No matter how much you love me,
Care ,
And swear to never leave.
I'll always think of going back to him
That guy who uses me.
Why? Hell if I know. 
Though, Id go if he'd take me,
And stay, if he'd break me.
Even though I KNOW in a month or less
I'd be no more than another ex.
I hate to say this...
Because I do like you,
But I can't stay away from him,
Like I could to you.
 Dec 2012 Cera Wood
Linne Lanne
I don’t want to apologize.
Like I have in the past
For coming close to a breaking point with you
Where I almost speak my mind
But refuse to do so, realizing that if I acknowledge
The shallowness of this relationship
I will never be able to return to this place
Of blissful ignorance
Where we float by, month after month
You, happy, and I happy enough
As long as I choose not to think.

Mundanity poisons our minds
And threatens to keep us sedated
In our blissful ignorance
Because that’s exactly what
This has become to you and I.
A place of familiarity,
Which offers no outlet for expansion.

We have limited this love
To a mere coexistence
Where we smile and laugh
Enjoying the ease of life and each other’s presence
And if that is not somehow wrong,
Why do I feel so empty?
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