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 Feb 2019
Rapunzoll
that you saw every part of me
fall apart like the house we live in.
i watched you freeze over
like a lake in winter,
when i asked
why my stuff was left packed
by the door.

sometimes i feel like a kid
running towards the cars,
without looking twice,
because you forgot to tell me i need
to look both ways.

i wish i knew then i shouldn't have to beg
to be treated like i'm wanted.
i need not reach for a hand
that slaps mine away,
or pulls apart like the sea from a shore
which begs to kissed.

i think you forgot love isn't all beautiful,
it's waking up to your stinking breath in the morning
and kissing you,
it's being in an multiple choice exam
but the answer i always circle is you.
it's being in the ring and
choosing not to throw the punches
despite the raw screaming,
and the crowd cheering.

i still catch a breath,
when i think how ****** up it was that
you drove me to see an old friend
you hadn't seen in years
and joked about our future like there was one,
when you were planning
on ending it the same weekend.

i still remember your stares,
the pebbles on the beach,
the kids ride you made me sit on with you
because you thought it would be scary
but the only scary thing was
you telling me you loved me,
when you hated me.

nowadays i get so angry when i hear
other people debate what love is,
when i've known and i've lost.
but i'm so ******* glad you never read
any of my poetry.
because that will be just another thing
you don't understand,
alongside what love is.
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 Feb 2019
Francie Lynch
He promised happiness, but we got strife.
Eternal paradise, but we got life.
He promised the chosen, but they got fire.
He promised redemption, but he's a liar.
 Feb 2019
Adele
sometimes, people could be harsh
or it is just you could be weak
 Feb 2019
Carl Joseph Roberts
Today I turned 55
So far its one amazing life
I give thanks now every day
For all I've learned along the way

Wouldn't want to change the past
Memories gained will forever last
Spending time with good friends
A family love that never ends

Wasn't always fun and games
There were trials along the way
Found true love a time or two
Life lessons learned guide me through

So Today I turned 55
So far it's one amazing life
Never thought I'd live this way
Im having fun now every day

Today I turned 55

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts (Joe)
Hope to have many more, feel 35 so I think that's a good sign..
 Jan 2019
S G Arndt
Sophisticated lovin’
I hope you see
I hope you listen
This love is a prison
Call me your prisoner
Call me your prison guard
Under your spell
You manipulated every outcome
You manipulate your lover
 Jan 2019
CommonStory
I know we've lost emotions
We've reached a higher level of interaction but  it takes more than time to
show our emotion in emoticon
Like laughter is just a click away
72 different reactions all a smile face while we blindly display these and somehow still feel out of place

We arr more than signs
Emojis and emoticons
A higher of communication
And somehow it still gets lost in translation

This

Is

Just

A

Miss

Under

Standing

But im sitting dowb typing out how i feel without a doubt

I

Feel so

Lowkey

And empty

I must send

****'s and emojis

So shorty

Can know me

For

Me
Copyright Matthew Marquis Xavier Donald 1/25/2019
 Jan 2019
S G Arndt
we are all running around, blind
in a place so fragile
this world
all these lies

the darkness comes from inside
and i can feel it tonight
so hold on
hold on tight

i remember the ways we touched
every time
as if it was our first time
together as one

i cannot begin to explain
the feelings i feel today
i have nothing here without you
i have no spark to inspire my day
 Jan 2019
Adele
for their is dullness in the sky
and cold breath of the air
the sound of ice and the crying wind
embraced my seclusion
 Jan 2019
Francie Lynch
I was born.
I was born male.
I was born white male.
I was born white, male Caucasian.
I was born white, male Caucasian in a Republic.
I was born white, male, Caucasian, in a First World Republic.
I was born white, male, Caucasian, in a First World Republic,
     in a large, loving family.

I was born white, male, Caucasian, in a First World Republic,
     in a large loving family, and I'll never work as a talking head.
Why, tell me, do all the others have all the luck.
 Jan 2019
Francie Lynch
Celebrities make poor politicians.
Poor politicians become celebrities.
Click. Clique.
Makes one shutter): Why are politicians celebrities? They have enough power without fame and its accompanying influence. I understand entertainment, sports and writers becoming famous because they've actually done something, but too many politicians lack what we deem desirable (Jesus is the exception).
 Jan 2019
S G Arndt
together as one
fragile we were
still green to the world
so we ran with the lust

together as one
growing we were
are roots now deeper
this lust turned to love

together as one
as the years flew by
we created this life
a mother you now were

together as one
as our last days approach
what a life we both shared
together as one
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