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 Mar 2015 DC raw love
misssmims
i used to think
that words
are the easiest to deliver

i could say i love you
without even knowing why
i could say the truth
without even thinking if it really is

now all of it is as difficult
as I was to believe in fairy tale
now all i could think about
is how will i ever say those words
   without affecting the world
   without hurting someone
   without doubting myself

I remained silent
and those words i wanted to say
left unspoken- shallow

i used to think
that words
are the easiest to deliver
now they're far beyond my reach
newbie :)
 Mar 2015 DC raw love
Santiago
At The Devil's Saloon
The geosynchronous
Geppetto One
With us orbits
Round our sun;
Blinking down,
Ringing up,
We're on lines
Like marionettes;
Transmitting selfies,
Receiving otheries.
Time to be Pinnochio,
Cut some ties,
Get up and go,
See eye to eye
When toe to toe,
Watch how small
Our noses grow.
 Mar 2015 DC raw love
Kelly Rose
No!
There comes a time
When dreams die -
There comes a time
When true love is unrealized -
New Dreams may whisper
Echoing...
And little loves
May kiss one's life
Still...
Whispers
and Kisses
Don't always fill
The emptiness of
Lost Dreams
And
Love not realized*

krs
3/25/2015
I know you mean well but you can't speak for me
forgive me if you'd writing seems like it's driven by apathy
I want to grow up but I can't right now
I have enough personal issues of my own to iron out
I'm still shy as all **** and insecure as ******* and bacon
I'm constantly on edge like a diet coke with mentos that's been shaken
But then that's my own cross to bear
having to fight things in my head that no one would know they're there.
And it seems when I make an effort no one gives a ****
So really, please don't speak on something you can't understand.
Like I said, I know you mean well and I appreciate your concern
but it's my mistakes and my life, I'll always have demons to burn
A polite way to tell someone to *******
Amid these loveless DAYS                                                    ••

///

And the tumbling down

And the building song // she

Wanders green hours // ( almost gone ! )

The weaving of hair
The desolation of the dream

She loves !

And she is always here to be known !

//

I am always here to know her

//

The breast of waters // ( purely )

We nurture // we find

Each other always where we actually are

( after the fantasies fade )

And we are here ( NOT ELSEWHERE ! )

(( We were THERE once

But

NEVER AGAIN ! ))

Shall we die or cause to die

For imagination 's sake !

/./

The nurturing purity

The green fields survive

Only when seen and cherished

By

The man or woman with THE CHILD

held securely

In heart and mind

In full faith

And flowering
 Mar 2015 DC raw love
Haydn Swan
We are podcasts
reflections of the past
daily lifes for all to see
recorded open vanity
of love and life
and trouble and strife
all the daily highs and lows
the episodic side shows
thrills and spills all the way
what are you going to do today ?
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