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What you don't know kills me,
And it's far too late to say.
My feelings are a stupid thing,
They've always been that way.

Holding back tears is always hard,
Especially in front of you.
Looking into your eyes I see stars,
But with you, I always do.

Today I had to say goodbye,
I've never been good at it.
No matter how hard I try,
I'll always cry a bit.

I shouldn't miss you as much as I do,
Even though my departure is nigh.
But if our friendship is good and true,
I needn't worry-why should I?
I know it's bad, but all my poems will be bad until I get used to writing again.
 Jun 2014 دema flutter
Nickols
My heart has many rooms,
I occupy but a few.
The rest go unvisited.
Till the light began to flicker on
and I've discovered a new part of me.
Take my hand,
lead me through the mazes of hallways.
Show me the rooms,
I've constructed for you.
Inhabit it.
Feed it with your passion of life.
Till my heart is lit ablaze from it.
Light each room with your warmth.

Make my heart into our home.
© Victoria
 Jun 2014 دema flutter
Jack
Breathless
Whispers
Freely
Shared
~
Affection
Felt
Feelings
Bared
~
Cherished
Hearts
Abunda­nt
Flow
~
Twilight
Dreams
Moonlit
Glow
~
Desire
Fueled
Velvet
Kiss
­~
Softly
Touching
Finger
Tips
~
Staring
Deeply
Wondrous
Eyes
~
Moaning
Pleasure
Telling
Sighs
~
Lying
Close
Pressing
Ski­n
~
Hot
Embrace
Once
Again
~
Heaven
Sent
From
Above
~
Fired
Passion
Perfect
Love
breathe.
because you know what you
do when someone ***** you
over? you calmly take your
heart out of their hands
and leave. you think maybe
you'll sew it back on to
your sleeve but not now, not
today. you put their things
in a box (their cds, their
shirts, their books, their
notes, the little things you
picked up on your dates)
and you put it on the
highest shelf in your
closet, because someday
you will want to remember
them, maybe. if you don't
want to remember them, you
give them the box, you
donate the box, you throw
the box in the river. and
you breathe. because you
deserve better. you deserve
someone who doesn't consider
you a fallback, a plan b.
you will be someone's plan.
you will be the only plan.
you will be my-god-what-
was-i-doing-before-you-
walked-around-that-
corner. remember that
you are enough.
breathe.
I will be okay.
It's 1130 and I can feel my stomach growling
I haven't eaten since yesterday morning
I am missing you like crazy and I am think about what we could have been
I don't know why I ever fell in love with you
I don't know why I still am
But I do know one thing
And that is that I will love you to the day I die
Just like how my body loves me
Just like how there a million cells fighting to keep me alive right now
I will fight like a billion cells to keep you alive
Because you are what keeps me from pulling the trigger
You are the only reason I am here tonight
And you don't know that
And you never will.
 Jun 2014 دema flutter
Le Lotus
She's happy
She bows and give all for world
She's sad, in pain
She bows and ask from god

Now things getting better
She feels bad, she feels guilty
How ungrateful she is

Only need Him when she's in grief
While He has never once forget and leave
You said things
like perfect timing
and stars aligning;
I imagined constellations
of every galaxy
in every universe
conversing, adjusting
to a position
where we would collide
and I tried
and defied
those stars as best I could
because I knew then,
as I know now
If the stars gave me you,
I would never
give you back
And if there is such a thing
as equal
and opposite
reactions
I plan to defy
the laws of physics
© 2014 by Jazzelle Monae. All rights reserved.
This is me, sitting in a room.
As I write this, the world around me turns on an axis.
As I write this, inside me, I feel the chaos that is everything there is, to who I am.
As I write this, I feel the pain you sowed in me and the hurt you caused.

This is me, in a world full of people.
Yet sitting in its wake, I feel the presence of none at all.
Breathing, I am, I listen as the air makes its way into my lungs,
And now, as I lie down, I sense the fear that grips me tight.

This is me, reaching out for the darkness
Gasping, now, for the air that aches to **** me.
Embracing the darkness that surrounds,
Falling slowly, knowing not, when this nightmare will end.
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