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dis0bedient
dis0bedient
MN secrètement sauvagement malheureux
So far away, So many miles, 4,844 to be exact. So far away yet, My feelings for you never sway, They will always stay intact. So far away but, I can't help but think about you everyday, There is not a single perfection that you lack. So far away but still, There is something about you, that pulls me unintentionally. So far away and you still, have this aura, of irresistibility. So far away and, You have this huge responsibility, For you're the keeper of my heart, and you're responsible for its durability. So far away and, You could still tear me apart, break me into a million pieces. So far away and, I miss you more than anything, It hurts to be away. So far away, But don't worry baby, We'll be together again someday.
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
So Far Away
Lost in thought. Focused on an expression of himself, Attempting to paint what his imagination was imagining, Biting his lip in despair, As the art was not quite right. Looking for the missing final touch, The stroke that would complete it all. An original work all the same, Had to be one of a kind to all. Picking up a new tool, he has an idea, With his gloved hand, he paints a stroke that completes it all. Still, lost in thought.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 6:55 AM UTC
Lost in thought
I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me, But I feel like you're worth more than any ephemeral whispers of I love you. So I then thought that I would shower you with gifts, But there is not enough money in the world to purchase what your worth. I thought maybe I would write you a song, But even the most beautiful tune in the world Does not equate to the beautiful sound of your laugh. --You might even hear Vivaldi whisper a *hot **** So I came to the conclusion that, It is impossible to show you how much you mean to me, Because the words to do that, haven't been invented yet. Even though it's impossible, I've tried my best, So here's my silly little poem, and i'll leave it at that.
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC
For you
Significant coming of age experience. Young minds growing into adult minds. Appreciation for the world beyond my own.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC
School Year Abroad
"I love you" "I love you more" "I love you more than more" "And I love you more than that" "Not possible."
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 3:03 PM UTC
Amor
I don't want to wake up alone anymore. I want you next to me. Deep breaths paired with mine. Im tired of being alone. Who am I kidding? We're teenagers We don't know what were talking about, Right? Wrong. We may be idiots and irrational and feel like were invincible but at least we feel. We haven't gone to waste just yet. It scares me to feel this way, It scares me to want you, It scares me to lust you, But it's inevitable. I love you. and that's all there is to it.
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
I Love You
I miss you like a Chernobyl swing set misses children Every day and every night My body aching to be by your side. You make me feel like I’m on a cloud a high that never goes away. Your presence is my loud Your love my kryptonite.
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC
I Miss You
It's the little things about you. The way you smell, The way you put your arm around me, The way you watch a movie, The way you chew your gum, The way you smile at me when i've said something stupid. They all seem silly but they're all so important. You mean the world to me You made me fall for you You could break me so easily It's dangerous. I go through withdrawal when i'm away from you for too long. I need you in my life. Being a stupid teenager I feel foolish and naive saying this but, i've fallen in love with you. And I couldn't do anything about it. There's a certain pull toward you A specific need that you fulfill. I love you. God ****** i'm in love with you. ****
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
It's Your Fault
“Some people think luxury is the opposite of poverty. It is not. It is the opposite of vulgarity.” These are the wise words of the phenomenal Coco Chanel. She has a take on life that more people need. When you have socioeconomic clashes you have a lot of issues. There are the obvious, the rich and the poor, and then everything that goes along with it. The poor people may not have the best clothes or the best food to eat or they may not even have a roof over their head but when something good comes along in their life they appreciate it immeasurably. In contrast when you have everything you want in life you start to feel empty, you loose sight in what actually matters and you loose your humanity. The little things in life that are great seem to be nonexistent when in reality you are just blinded by all of your possessions that you cannot see them when they come around. Poor people are usually extremely cordial because they appreciate the little things. The rich get this idea that they are exceptional because they have a lot more of this green paper that is said to have worth. But whats worth more? Money or Demeanor?
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
Whats more important?
Our generation is pretty f*cked up. We say we're reckless. We act disobedient. We smoke due to sadness. We drink due to pain. We can't deal with our problems unless we're gone in some way. We call ourselves 'Stoners' because we always feel sad. We say we're depressed, Just because it seems to be the new teen fad.
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
Our generation