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 Aug 2013 Emma S
OldSoul
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 Aug 2013 Emma S
OldSoul
looks can be deceiving
I paint myself a thousand different colors each day just to look alive
To look alive
But inside I'm nothing but dead to the bone
I smile but don't mean it
I cut because I feel it

Like the rainbow those colors goes away
And its just the empty grey skies left behind
And that's how you left me empty and grey without a single ray of sunlight
Now there's little gravity holding me to the ground
I wish the winds could pick me up and take me away
Tell me how I'm suppose to live? Because I don't know how to go on
I can barely breath on my own
And that's probably why you left
I guess I was too needy for you
 Aug 2013 Emma S
petals
please?
 Aug 2013 Emma S
petals
kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss
kiss                                     kiss
kiss                                     kiss
kiss               me                 kiss
kiss                                     kiss
    kiss                                     kiss  
kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss



*kiss me.
 Aug 2013 Emma S
Emma
I wanted to feel the crevices of her collarbones,
to caress the curves of her legs, grab her protruding hip bones,
hold her delicate hands and take in her breaktaking smile.
I wanted to say I got to hold her plump but flawless thighs,
kissed the concave stomach of hers
and felt each individual vertebrae of her spine.
The embrace during a hug from her was unbearably calming and secure.
The precious look on her face when she awoke every morning,
was too much to handle at times.
She was lovely, unique, beautiful and perfect,
but most importantly she was all I thought about,
until that one day she said she would be mine.
 Aug 2013 Emma S
Willow Grierson
Broken World,
Broken Girl,
Broken Home,
Broken Children,
Broken Love,
Broken People.
When will this world,
Be whole again?
When will 'love thy negihbor',
Become the Pledge of Alligence.
It's turned into a brother against brother,
And sister against sister.
Mothers lose their children to silly causes,
And Fathers mourn their losses.
When we can dance and laugh together,
And a child from one Country,
Will laugh and play,
With a child from another.
When we can forget the past and forge a new future,
For our world.
Whole World,
Whole Girl,
Whole Home,
Whole Children,
Whole Love,
Whole People.
Let's take the glue and put the earth back together again.
 Aug 2013 Emma S
L O
Escapades
 Aug 2013 Emma S
L O
I do not want love;
I want escapades.
Don’t need warm milk;
I want hard lemonades.
Please no shared sheets;
Just a sleeping bag for one.
And no tiny feet;
I’ll be mother to the rising sun.
No blue skies;
I want green lightening and glittering stars.
No diamond things;
I only want rings from hot cider and skidding cars.
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