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A Feb 2015
Sometimes I need you
Sometimes I don't
So I write metaphors all morning about all the ways that we love
And all the ways we don't
But, would we love each other so much with out all of the distress?
Becasuse what is tranquility with out disharmony?
What is clarity with out obscurity?
What is the Sun with out the Moon?
Whst is me, with out you?
Unconsciously, you are my solace
And I am yours
always dedicated to you.
Stu Harley Mar 2017
The
Lord
Is
The
Light
And
Joy
Whst
Perfect peace
That
Dwell
Inside of me
Maddy Dec 2019
Kept my word to myself
The dream came true
Need to redirect for the next challenge
If that is possible
The voices still rear their messages
Silencing them is always a chore
No excuses just not ready for whst is next
Writers always have doubts
Is this all there is?

C@rainbowchaser2019
Evicting poison in this chemical. Irrelevance...
I'm a girl.
My many symptoms.
Shine example  lack of genitals
As evidence....
Its medicine. Thats meant to cut.
The confusion.
To a conclusion.
I'm inevitable going to get it cut..
The guy I want...
Will set us up...
Hes got ****. And love.
Lots of fun wont get enough...
If im actually swallowing
The letters spelled
In devils blood
Mom ***** dad. Dad had a ****
I got one that ******* actually settles it...
Its not the devil. Its my heavrns wish.
To solve these gender quips
Like **** boy...
Tuvk your ***** in
You'll scare away the feminists
Or eminem your **** is big
I dont pretend its that big
When I mention it
But staring off to space
Makes me wet and crave
A thought to mention it
If only my left 12 year old brain
Could pleasure it
I'd leave home.
**** my dad. 8 mile road
Us together yep...
******* I'm a boy
I'm confused whst ******* road is this...
Conforming to a stormy pattern
Of ignoring anything
They're ordering...
Smoking grass and bordering
Whats more to me
Than ***** dreams of you in mortal
Wounds with me torn between
Your ******* cranium.
And ghe way
You don't say bless you
Just ignore my sneeze..
Now you buy me presents...
Like I was never going to have you notice me...
Chocolates ugh disgusting they make me hofny so abnormally....
Its performing.. acts I shoulder lean...
I wanted Chris roan to notice me
But he loves something im without
You can perform the scene
Alone and we.
Forget it. I'm sore and sweet
Like **** this hurricane of enormity
And **** these tears form into poetry... im alone. The story seems.
I'm abnormally and disproportionately totally
Utterly and informally...
Requesting your attention...
Dress up. **** once I swsllow this
Cordially extend your mobile flex and text me... ill get a message if I'm meant to see...
Eventually... i guess ill be... left without a purpose....
A turtle for a shell... no cloister. Squirtle. Water pistol.. just my dads
Hand me down... squirt gun... ***** with a perfect circumcision... still no ****** identity or purpose...
This ain't right.. fix it first...
And get you search...
Your so **** worth it...
Morph and you'll be perfect...
Maybe not 8 mile wide but at least you'll scratch the surface
cosmo Apr 30
there’s only one person who could ever make me feel this way.
she never stopped making me feel like this
we don’t interact anymore but each and every time i think of her i get the same feeling.
it’s weird though cause that feeling never changed
the thing is now there are other emotions brought upon by the same feeling
it’s the same feeling of love and safety but over time it caused longing
then sadness, then anger, than spite,
then hopelessness then loneliness.
you know it’s weird
how such a great feeling can cause such pain
but that same pain provides a sick nostalgic comfort
i am nothing but an annoyance to you
you are what my character is built upon
just as a flower has roots you are my fundamental being
though tucked away beneath the soil where nobody can see it you are whst brought about the boy i am today
it’s sad to see you so far gone
i watched you take a path that has lead into darkness
instead of feeling regret however
i catch myself smiling at your position
it’s sad that i can hate someone i once cared so much for
i hope this makes sense

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