Mozelle - Hello Poetry

Looking into the eyes of the man who hurt me I found what wasn't said. You were content with your actions, so I was content with my decision. You put me in the back of the class, I put you front row in mine. You abused your privileges of having me so now you're stripped from them. Last night was a turning point, I realized that you choose what you feel. Your emotions do not conquer you, you conquer your emotions! And I choose my happiness over you, you've hurt me enough.

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Jun 8, 2016

Jun 8, 2016 at 6:53 AM UTC

Sincere.

Looking into the eyes of the man who hurt me I found what wasn't said. You were content with your actions, so I was content with my decision. You put me in the back of the class, I put you front row in mine. You abused your privileges of having me so now you're stripped from them. Last night was a turning point, I realized that you choose what you feel. Your emotions do not conquer you, you conquer your emotions! And I choose my happiness over you, you've hurt me enough.

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Lost in my own made up reality of us, I forgot that you're just a boy. You don't deserve the honey from my comb. The breakfast in bed. The dinner followed by foreplay and passionate *** You don't deserve it. I never thought out of a million people it would be you. You were the moon that lit up my sea of naked flowing water, dark rushing stop slow breath down my back, love me till I realized that you love me the same way I love you. You lied to me and you kept lying. I trusted you with my heart, mind, body and soul. Isn't that enough? You're so incompetent. But as those waves settle and the storm dissipates, The clouds move and you're revealed. Not your representative but your actual being. Your intentions and true feelings are revealed. I feel dead. This was the end of the road for the love we shared, I still love you. But, this tragedy has turned me cold and I'll never love the same way again. I pray that the next man I meet won't resemble a boy and will be the man that I need.

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Jun 7, 2016

Jun 7, 2016 at 12:24 PM UTC

Love cut short.

Lost in my own made up reality of us, I forgot that you're just a boy. You don't deserve the honey from my comb. The breakfast in bed. The dinner followed by foreplay and passionate *** You don't deserve it. I never thought out of a million people it would be you. You were the moon that lit up my sea of naked flowing water, dark rushing stop slow breath down my back, love me till I realized that you love me the same way I love you. You lied to me and you kept lying. I trusted you with my heart, mind, body and soul. Isn't that enough? You're so incompetent. But as those waves settle and the storm dissipates, The clouds move and you're revealed. Not your representative but your actual being. Your intentions and true feelings are revealed. I feel dead. This was the end of the road for the love we shared, I still love you. But, this tragedy has turned me cold and I'll never love the same way again. I pray that the next man I meet won't resemble a boy and will be the man that I need.

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Love is like the 90's.. Filled with real connection. I wish I was born in the 90's.. Back then love was impatient, Love was Adoring and meaningful, Love was .. real I miss the feeling of genuine love and to be g, I don't even think I've actually experienced it. But the music... The music is what tells it all.. In this generation, everyone is afraid to love. To us To them Love is indeed a title more than a feeling. You don't fall in love suddenly in a day and you sure as hell don't fall out of it the next. ........................ Our definition of love is not a true one at all. We just give "love" to receive "love" to feel loved.. Yet we find our definition of real love in all of the wrong places. Through *** through smoking, drinking.. But in reality.. Thats not how we want to be loved. That's not how we intended to be loved To be cherished We're lost.. And we're going to make the next generation even more confused than we are. We ****** up, I don't know how or when we did.. But we ****** up. Bad

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Dec 3, 2015

Dec 3, 2015 at 10:39 AM UTC

Old school

Love is like the 90's.. Filled with real connection. I wish I was born in the 90's.. Back then love was impatient, Love was Adoring and meaningful, Love was .. real I miss the feeling of genuine love and to be g, I don't even think I've actually experienced it. But the music... The music is what tells it all.. In this generation, everyone is afraid to love. To us To them Love is indeed a title more than a feeling. You don't fall in love suddenly in a day and you sure as hell don't fall out of it the next. ........................ Our definition of love is not a true one at all. We just give "love" to receive "love" to feel loved.. Yet we find our definition of real love in all of the wrong places. Through *** through smoking, drinking.. But in reality.. Thats not how we want to be loved. That's not how we intended to be loved To be cherished We're lost.. And we're going to make the next generation even more confused than we are. We ****** up, I don't know how or when we did.. But we ****** up. Bad

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I've come to peace with the fact I can't have you. You were my little case of love, You inscribed your name in my walls. An as I lay my head to rest, I only think of you. Holding me as you did that night making this jawn a emotional mess. You were the storm while I was the silence before. I was not heard. You continued to be young wild And free You will never be mine and I will never be yours. Indefinitely you are blind. Open your third eye and see me! I can not see for you, realize that it is me who you are looking for! Or maybe... It is me who is blind. Maybe I'm just as forgettable as the ordinary girl strolling by you on your worst day. But even familiar faces appear in dreams. You will never settle for this queen that awaits you to be her king. So **** you really, I should of never added you to my body count and allowed you into my heart and mind.

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Nov 12, 2015

Nov 12, 2015 at 9:00 PM UTC

confirmation.

I've come to peace with the fact I can't have you. You were my little case of love, You inscribed your name in my walls. An as I lay my head to rest, I only think of you. Holding me as you did that night making this jawn a emotional mess. You were the storm while I was the silence before. I was not heard. You continued to be young wild And free You will never be mine and I will never be yours. Indefinitely you are blind. Open your third eye and see me! I can not see for you, realize that it is me who you are looking for! Or maybe... It is me who is blind. Maybe I'm just as forgettable as the ordinary girl strolling by you on your worst day. But even familiar faces appear in dreams. You will never settle for this queen that awaits you to be her king. So **** you really, I should of never added you to my body count and allowed you into my heart and mind.

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I'd rather soak in a hot bathtub surrounded by candles with blueberry tea than to fall in love just to fall back out. Truth is I don't love to be loved, I love to fix but all that results in is me losing bits of me. Truth is I'm selfish. I want you to give me all of you but I don't want to give you any of me. Truth is I'm lost in a world that is nothing but hatred and envy. I don't know who I am and I don't know what I want. Truth is Every time I think I have it together.. I lose my grip on reality. Truth is The good never last to long once you get comfortable. Truth is. I'm just another lost person lost in my head of unclear thoughts. But the bad thing is, my thoughts are always active.

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Oct 25, 2015

Oct 25, 2015 at 5:02 PM UTC

Truth is.

I'd rather soak in a hot bathtub surrounded by candles with blueberry tea than to fall in love just to fall back out. Truth is I don't love to be loved, I love to fix but all that results in is me losing bits of me. Truth is I'm selfish. I want you to give me all of you but I don't want to give you any of me. Truth is I'm lost in a world that is nothing but hatred and envy. I don't know who I am and I don't know what I want. Truth is Every time I think I have it together.. I lose my grip on reality. Truth is The good never last to long once you get comfortable. Truth is. I'm just another lost person lost in my head of unclear thoughts. But the bad thing is, my thoughts are always active.

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I fell in love Because you told me everything I wanted to hear. And now I'm a member of a club That is nothing but confusion, confessions, ****** desires of affection and majority of it comes from fear. I fell in love Because you pleased my mind, my heart and my body. I don't think I actually want you, I just want you when I want you so when I crave that, I can actually believe that, you'll be sincere in this love that your about give to me And make me feel Lovely I'm confused. She told me I'd lose. Myself in the process of correcting others. Now my heart belongs to two too many.. I love you no I love you wait I think I love you I'm just lost in a situation I put myself in. I'm pinned. Confined, To deal with mine. Hearts that I have broken,that will be broken, Is this my token of gratitude? Nah I'm just a ****** up person Making ****** up decisions ******* up everyone's lives That'll most likely cause a collision in their lives in the long run. I am the reason people have trust issues, I'm indecisive. I will lead you on and make you feel lifeless. I'm sorry. I didn't choose to be this way.. My father wasn't there so how can you expect me to love you the right way? It would be correct to say, How can I give love if I myself never felt that way.

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Oct 24, 2015

Oct 24, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC

Why did I fall in love?

I fell in love Because you told me everything I wanted to hear. And now I'm a member of a club That is nothing but confusion, confessions, ****** desires of affection and majority of it comes from fear. I fell in love Because you pleased my mind, my heart and my body. I don't think I actually want you, I just want you when I want you so when I crave that, I can actually believe that, you'll be sincere in this love that your about give to me And make me feel Lovely I'm confused. She told me I'd lose. Myself in the process of correcting others. Now my heart belongs to two too many.. I love you no I love you wait I think I love you I'm just lost in a situation I put myself in. I'm pinned. Confined, To deal with mine. Hearts that I have broken,that will be broken, Is this my token of gratitude? Nah I'm just a ****** up person Making ****** up decisions ******* up everyone's lives That'll most likely cause a collision in their lives in the long run. I am the reason people have trust issues, I'm indecisive. I will lead you on and make you feel lifeless. I'm sorry. I didn't choose to be this way.. My father wasn't there so how can you expect me to love you the right way? It would be correct to say, How can I give love if I myself never felt that way.

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This was a new place. A new perspective of my out look on life it's self. I stared out into the ocean of velvet sheets fluttering in the wind. I jumped from the cliff in hopes of a kiss of softness. Suddenly I met whiteness and forever fell in a abyss. No sound. Just a empty hole lined with my mistakes. I should stop serving myself my mistakes for breakfast.

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Oct 23, 2015

Oct 23, 2015 at 2:27 PM UTC

Velvet on a white sheet

This was a new place. A new perspective of my out look on life it's self. I stared out into the ocean of velvet sheets fluttering in the wind. I jumped from the cliff in hopes of a kiss of softness. Suddenly I met whiteness and forever fell in a abyss. No sound. Just a empty hole lined with my mistakes. I should stop serving myself my mistakes for breakfast.

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8:57am do you ever see someone crying and you just want to hold them ? 8:58am only if they truly are breaking down.. 8:59am I just care so much about other's... I just want to comfort everybody. 9:01am and that's what your always the one to get hurt in the long run.

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Oct 23, 2015

Oct 23, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC

Time zone.

8:57am do you ever see someone crying and you just want to hold them ? 8:58am only if they truly are breaking down.. 8:59am I just care so much about other's... I just want to comfort everybody. 9:01am and that's what your always the one to get hurt in the long run.

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As I closed my eyes, I reverted back to a place of peace. A place sheltered by a wall my mother gave to me. I watched myself dream lucidly I ran through the fields of knee high grass, passed a kickback and jumped into the daises as soft as a kiss upon the lips. I was happy with the sun. Her beloved friend wrapped her arms around me and loved me more than I loved my tea.. I grew angry as the teacher tapped me for one last note.

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Oct 23, 2015

Oct 23, 2015 at 8:40 AM UTC

reverting back

As I closed my eyes, I reverted back to a place of peace. A place sheltered by a wall my mother gave to me. I watched myself dream lucidly I ran through the fields of knee high grass, passed a kickback and jumped into the daises as soft as a kiss upon the lips. I was happy with the sun. Her beloved friend wrapped her arms around me and loved me more than I loved my tea.. I grew angry as the teacher tapped me for one last note.

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We engaged in intellect. Sharing are stories of pain, sadness and happiness. Though the room was lit by candles of a low flame, soft Indian meditational tribe flutes played in the distance, and the aroma of chocolate cookies to help drown us deeper into our mere depression that we as individuals only noticed on each other yet couldn't find it in.. ourselves We were strong, who were we to cry? She told me of her father. A man of great wisdom. A man with mental conditions. She blamed him for some of the things that should never happen to a little girl, he wasn't there, who was there to protect her? She was uneasy.. She told me of her brother. A young man of genes. A deceiver. Why was she the only one to see his wrongs that her mother was oblivious too. She became cold, bitter and angry. Like a switch, she turned off. " excuse me, I'm gonna use the restroom" "okay" I replied in confusion. 10 minutes later She was gone for a while. Her whimpers went silent. Her silent screams became actually silent I no longer heard her slid down the wall and hold herself in sadness. It was actually... silent I slid open the door to check to see if she was ready to be alright She just laid there...... Lifeless and peaceful. I rushed to her assistance. Let me help you... Let me.. Please respond! Let me leave instead of you! Let me meet you at the heaven gates as well. Let me hold you..... I held her and sung her a song for the robins. But as I looked into the mirror with tears running down my face. I was only holding myself.. But no one ever knew of my depression. They didn't want to see it. But I had to.

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Oct 23, 2015

Oct 23, 2015 at 7:59 AM UTC

Let me..

We engaged in intellect. Sharing are stories of pain, sadness and happiness. Though the room was lit by candles of a low flame, soft Indian meditational tribe flutes played in the distance, and the aroma of chocolate cookies to help drown us deeper into our mere depression that we as individuals only noticed on each other yet couldn't find it in.. ourselves We were strong, who were we to cry? She told me of her father. A man of great wisdom. A man with mental conditions. She blamed him for some of the things that should never happen to a little girl, he wasn't there, who was there to protect her? She was uneasy.. She told me of her brother. A young man of genes. A deceiver. Why was she the only one to see his wrongs that her mother was oblivious too. She became cold, bitter and angry. Like a switch, she turned off. " excuse me, I'm gonna use the restroom" "okay" I replied in confusion. 10 minutes later She was gone for a while. Her whimpers went silent. Her silent screams became actually silent I no longer heard her slid down the wall and hold herself in sadness. It was actually... silent I slid open the door to check to see if she was ready to be alright She just laid there...... Lifeless and peaceful. I rushed to her assistance. Let me help you... Let me.. Please respond! Let me leave instead of you! Let me meet you at the heaven gates as well. Let me hold you..... I held her and sung her a song for the robins. But as I looked into the mirror with tears running down my face. I was only holding myself.. But no one ever knew of my depression. They didn't want to see it. But I had to.

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