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 May 2015
Yasmine
I hadn’t heard of anorexia
Until they diagnosed her death

I hadn't seen true horror
Until her body was merely flesh

I hadn’t felt true pain
Until they laid her down to rest

I hadn't felt true loss
Until after she took her last breath
 May 2015
Yasmine
A human says,
"Last night I dreamed of…"

A poet says,
"You made me dream of…"
sometimes I forget to dream
 Apr 2015
Jonny Angel
I watch the palm trees blowing,
visualize the white crystal sands
& I've seen those golden-liquid
television commercials.
Jesus pretty woman,
I smell the sea.
And when I think
about the beautiful dip
between your hip bones,
I get drunk
thinking
about rocking your soul.
 Apr 2015
surpratik
Silent,
bittersweet lullabies
Memories of a golden voice
Come back
she used to be my every smile of a good night's dream. now the smiles lack muscle, the dreams are gone, only haunting silence remains as I write the above to try and sleep
 Apr 2015
GaryFairy
he held up a dead coyote
like he had just won first prize
smiling from ear to ear
a look of pride in his eyes

the caption said "predator control"
which brought a question to my mind
if we call survival being a predator
then what do we call our kind?
 Apr 2015
Xyns
I want that sensation
That open-minded fling of sensual expectation

Baby, we know you're packin'
When it comes to love, darling you aren't lackin'

On you, I wanna overdose
Use that gun you got to put me in a comatose

Oh, spread my thighs
You're a drug, get me high

We don't need a connection
I just want some of that affection

We should get ******
I heard you got something exceptional

I've seen it
Couldn't believe it

Boy, it's crazy
I want that lovin' on a daily

And I know you're into me
So baby come here and use me
 Apr 2015
DaRk IcE
As swiftly as the tide rolls upon the shore
      To restore it's ripples of beauty, it
             Retracts allowing all to see how
                   Beautiful life is when they're
                          Together.
Without the water, the sand would be corse and brittle, easily broken.

Without the sand, water would have no *purpose in life.
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