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 Apr 2015 scared
L
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 Apr 2015 scared
L
You dreamed and you talked big,
but honestly, did you do anything to get there?
 Apr 2015 scared
M
with open arms
 Apr 2015 scared
M
if you're looking for a warm embrace
in the darkness- just look, we're already there
I'm here, we're here: with open arms.
 Apr 2015 scared
FallenAngel93
WHY!
 Apr 2015 scared
FallenAngel93
The truths now unfold,
The story is now told,
Crying eyes,
Hidden lies,
Just too many goodbyes,

Now it is forever, like before,
But now it's different,
I have closed the door,
Sorry is just a word,
And now all the memories will become blurred..
I have to get this out in a way no one knows what im talking about. Because it brakes me to even think about it..
 Apr 2015 scared
FallenAngel93
She saved me in her phone
As "bestie"
But I had her screaming "Ohh"
yo girl wasn't suppose to text me,
If you wanna know how I know what I know!!
 Apr 2015 scared
Rj
Sunshine
 Apr 2015 scared
Rj
I just want someone to be a ray of sunshine during these rainy days
And maybe that's supposed to be me
 Apr 2015 scared
bones
wrong again
 Apr 2015 scared
bones
I believed a life of solitude would suit me
and mostly it has suited me a treat
but when my tongue is bitten raw
in the company of others
I feel so ******* lonely
I could weep
.
can't-sleep-remix

I thought a life of solitude would fit me
and on my soul it fit me like a glove
until one day a poet introduced me
to the magic and the madness of my love.
 Apr 2015 scared
Ryan Jakes
Funny how a photograph can pump blood
I only have one of you, it isn't mine
it sits here backlit
shared with all that would gladly drown in those mischief eyes.
Your smile, a moment of calm, a second of perfection caught, always brings my own.
There is no beauty like yours, no work of art has ever made me want to overflow with passion the way you do. I could write countless poems, a thousand odes to your dimples, a million sonnets to your curls, a billion lovesongs to your eyes to no avail. So I'll laugh at your jokes, and be a sturdy shoulder, a friend.  I'll wish the best for you always, while your heart keeps my secret safe. Poets shouldn't fall in love with the unloved, there aren't enough words to describe the agony.
 Apr 2015 scared
Francie Lynch
Draw a knife
Through the living,
And it bleeds.
Pull a union asunder
And there's much
Bloodletting.
The color should
Make us blush
With shame
For what we do
To the one we loved.
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