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brad-antonio
brad-antonio
When I woke up next to you I refused to say, "I love you," Because no response when you're sleeping Is no different from when you're awake I know you can't feel this way anymore Not "can't" because you're holding back You can't because you're unable to I can't because I'm holding back At the moment when you realize you lost something Your stomach drops, your eyes follow Your head pounds, and your body falls The pain is inevitable
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 1:27 AM UTC
I Can't
This is to the girl Whose voice shook me When I heard you sing Somewhere Beyond the Sea As if you literally took my breath away As if I was drowning This is to the girl Whose laugh was contagious And It lifted my spirit I was desperate to find a good joke Because I craved the sounds of your chuckles The way you spoke When you advised me to do the right thing It was the combination of your words Mixed with your confidence And how you believed in me that convinced me This is to the girl Whose voice I've heard But face I've never looked at As if you were a stranger But I've known you longer than I realized When you whispered, "Goodbye," My heart shattered And the damage was irreparable I had no choice But to clean up the pieces and throw them away
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 8:34 PM UTC
The Girl's Voice
From this point on I just want the stars to reveal the truth And I hope it answers your question As to why I keep looking up at the sky every night The strength this world can give Is inevitable before my eyes But I always question my beliefs As to which direction I need to go I need to be empowered in order to survive And find the right people to connect with In order to be understood Hopefully they give as much light as the stars I don’t need to count my tears Or all the times I’ve been hurt By those who clearly don’t mean anything anymore Because black holes don’t last forever No matter how much will be taken away There will always be something left And regardless of its size With the right mind, it will grow And that’s what we’ve been doing For the last thousands of years We’ve grown and improved Now we have things that will hopefully get us through the day I’m all about living and learning I study the sky with or without clouds Even with light pollution Because only the brightest of the brightest of stars will be seen And I will work to become one of them…
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
Live
Your skin is so thick I loved it You didn't have a flat stomach It was something I enjoyed I wanted to squeeze Preferred to hold you Longed to grab you You were so warm, and you still are I wanted to kiss down your body Tasting the imperfections Licking your flaws And loving it in all I did not care You just needed to be you Let me do the loving And I wanted you to sit back, let your eyes roll, and exhale my name with a sense of ****** and ****** satisfaction
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
Thick Skin
Twenty-nine scars Twenty-nine lessons I have learned Twenty-nine reasons why I am now a warrior Instead of a worrier I craved the blade to ride across my skin Slicing open that first layer To let free the blood that cried for an escape This was my way to deal with the pain Because I thought it was the only answer To deal with my fear, my worries, my loneliness, and my insecurities These scars aren't just from kissing the blade I had another love from the plastic cuticle pusher With a metal end And the lighter I ignited to heat it up I was convinced that physical pain Could fight off emotional pain But if seen by those I love Then those scars from the physical pain Would only bring them emotional pain I am sorry This is not wanted I do not deserve this No one at all deserves this Pain I sense Will be pain I will approach Pain I can find Will be pain I will fight These are twenty-nine scars Twenty-nine reasons why I deserve to live Twenty-nine causes of self-love
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 6:29 PM UTC
Scars
"Love is being caring. Caring about everything that is important to them. The little things, the big things, the things that they say don’t matter, but you get that inner feeling that they do. Caring about how your actions affect them. Caring about what they want. Caring for the fragile heart that is concealed within their frame of flesh. 

Love is being faithful. Faithful to your word and to your promises. People make promises without knowing the extent of what they mean. Love keeps true to those promises no matter how hard it gets. Love is being faithful to them in an emotional sense. You have no eyes for anyone else. It means being faithful in a physical sense. You do not imagine committing promiscuous acts with anyone. Not even them. 

 Because Love means respect. Respect for their wishes. Respect for what they need. Respect for their body and for their mind; you strive to keep them in the best condition. You respect their boundaries, again, both physical and emotional. 

 Love is honest. It strives to keep dishonesty out of the relationship, knowing that it will tear it apart from the roots. Keeping lies away from the tongue, that could **** any blossoming concoction of emotions. It realizes that the object of the affection deserves the truth in all cases. Knowing that it’s best, no matter how it hurts. 

Love is serving. It does anything possible to cater to the needs of the other. It recognizes that it wants to do anything it can to better the life of the other. 

 Love is selfless. It puts off its own desires and wants for the other. It shares its thoughts, life, resources, and anything it can with the other. It gives them what they want at the mere expense of what it itself wants. It does so with complete happiness. 

 Because Love is humble. It realizes that it has no authority or reason to be looked up at. It realizes that credit does not need to belong to it. It realizes that pride will split the branches of the partnership; it will create strife and dispute. Two of the things it strives so hard to demolish. 

 Love is being patient. Understanding that human nature is hard to deal with. Understanding that patience is key to creating a solid foundation. It realizes that rushing with leave holes and unstable foundations that will leave everything to come crashing down upon itself, causing tears and heartbreak that could easily have been prevented. 

 Love is understanding. It understands all of this. Whether it chooses to follow this depends on the degree in which it occurs. It understands that a human is nothing without love. Love makes the world go round. It understands that without this, it is nothing." -Unknown
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
"Love Is..."
"Love is being caring. Caring about everything that is important to them. The little things, the big things, the things that they say don’t matter, but you get that inner feeling that they do. Caring about how your actions affect them. Caring about what they want. Caring for the fragile heart that is concealed within their frame of flesh. 

Love is being faithful. Faithful to your word and to your promises. People make promises without knowing the extent of what they mean. Love keeps true to those promises no matter how hard it gets. Love is being faithful to them in an emotional sense. You have no eyes for anyone else. It means being faithful in a physical sense. You do not imagine committing promiscuous acts with anyone. Not even them. 

 Because Love means respect. Respect for their wishes. Respect for what they need. Respect for their body and for their mind; you strive to keep them in the best condition. You respect their boundaries, again, both physical and emotional. 

 Love is honest. It strives to keep dishonesty out of the relationship, knowing that it will tear it apart from the roots. Keeping lies away from the tongue, that could **** any blossoming concoction of emotions. It realizes that the object of the affection deserves the truth in all cases. Knowing that it’s best, no matter how it hurts. 

Love is serving. It does anything possible to cater to the needs of the other. It recognizes that it wants to do anything it can to better the life of the other. 

 Love is selfless. It puts off its own desires and wants for the other. It shares its thoughts, life, resources, and anything it can with the other. It gives them what they want at the mere expense of what it itself wants. It does so with complete happiness. 

 Because Love is humble. It realizes that it has no authority or reason to be looked up at. It realizes that credit does not need to belong to it. It realizes that pride will split the branches of the partnership; it will create strife and dispute. Two of the things it strives so hard to demolish. 

 Love is being patient. Understanding that human nature is hard to deal with. Understanding that patience is key to creating a solid foundation. It realizes that rushing with leave holes and unstable foundations that will leave everything to come crashing down upon itself, causing tears and heartbreak that could easily have been prevented. 

 Love is understanding. It understands all of this. Whether it chooses to follow this depends on the degree in which it occurs. It understands that a human is nothing without love. Love makes the world go round. It understands that without this, it is nothing." -Unknown
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The snow
 Chilly weather 
Carson City feeling 
 It was new to me, new to us 
 Walking pass these houses
 Seeing this new style of life
 Was an experience like no other
 And I’m sure we won’t get it back By each minute spent alone 
I felt friendship
 The comfort of our voices and the impression of being overwhelmed I did not want this to stop
 Because a moment like this is what we never had 
And I’m sure we won’t get it back I missed you
 I like feeling different and hopefully real with you 
It was only 5 o’clock
 But it was half an hour I didn’t mind spending with you
 And I’m sure we won’t get it back I know we can’t do this anymore 
 And that’s okay
 Because great moments cannot happen twice 
 Small town memories is what I’m all about
 The physicality is gone 
 And I’m sure we won’t get it back
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC
Carson City
My eyes hurt I'm losing breath My body is weak I can't move This feels like walking through a rainstorm As I'm trying to reach my favorite place It is the cold temperature The hard push from the fast raindrops That make me doubt that I'll even get there I just feel like dropping to the ground Or reaching another place that won't be half as good as where I wanna be How do I deal with this? Who else is there to see? What else is there to do?
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Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC
The Worst Apology
I can only stand alone Stand beside you Stand behind you I can only look at you Look at your words Look at your actions I can only believe in you Believe in your decisions Believe in your efforts I can only love you Love who you are Love who you're going to be I can only have faith Have faith in how you keep your head up for yourself And have faith in how you keep your head up for your family I can only accept Accept that we're different Accept that we both good I can only learn Learn from you Learn from me I can only stand Stand and watch Stand and smile
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
I Can Only Stand
I know how I feel. I'm just too lazy to describe all of it through text; since there is so much to put down. Feelings are never complicated. I don’t want to describe my feelings for you as complicated. We can just use the term ‘sad.’ My feelings for you aren’t sad itself, but when you listen to it as a whole you would see how sad it seems. My feelings display how scared, paranoid, and worried I am. As if I know what to do, but I’m not fully sure of how much I can’t do it, or if I would even do it at all. My feelings show how ambitious and optimistic I am. They reassure myself of how much heart and peace I have. My feelings express how hopeless I am. A hopeless romantic is all that it means. I only say “I don’t know,” because I’m either afraid of facing the outcome, or too lazy to put my time into something that requires so much analysis. I have patience and empathy, but to actually identify this whole bunch that I deal with daily is just so overwhelming. We have reasons why our feelings can be described as ‘complicated.’ Whether we have contradicting ideas (not everyone can be so sure of what they’re feeling, so they try to choose the middle side and make both ideas useful), or we just describe them in a way that others won’t be able to follow. I just don’t know for my feelings right now. I haven’t even given myself time to sort them out because when I do, my thoughts became scattered and I just lose my ability to handle them. It’s not that I don’t care, but I just wish I had help when trying to figure them out. I want to give up, but I don’t. So I just end up putting them to the side, and just take a nap. Now excuse me, I’m going to take a nap.
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 2:30 AM UTC
The Art of Feelings
I know how I feel. I'm just too lazy to describe all of it through text; since there is so much to put down. Feelings are never complicated. I don’t want to describe my feelings for you as complicated. We can just use the term ‘sad.’ My feelings for you aren’t sad itself, but when you listen to it as a whole you would see how sad it seems. My feelings display how scared, paranoid, and worried I am. As if I know what to do, but I’m not fully sure of how much I can’t do it, or if I would even do it at all. My feelings show how ambitious and optimistic I am. They reassure myself of how much heart and peace I have. My feelings express how hopeless I am. A hopeless romantic is all that it means. I only say “I don’t know,” because I’m either afraid of facing the outcome, or too lazy to put my time into something that requires so much analysis. I have patience and empathy, but to actually identify this whole bunch that I deal with daily is just so overwhelming. We have reasons why our feelings can be described as ‘complicated.’ Whether we have contradicting ideas (not everyone can be so sure of what they’re feeling, so they try to choose the middle side and make both ideas useful), or we just describe them in a way that others won’t be able to follow. I just don’t know for my feelings right now. I haven’t even given myself time to sort them out because when I do, my thoughts became scattered and I just lose my ability to handle them. It’s not that I don’t care, but I just wish I had help when trying to figure them out. I want to give up, but I don’t. So I just end up putting them to the side, and just take a nap. Now excuse me, I’m going to take a nap.
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