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emxly
don't you feel silly now?
*the pieces fall into place & sometimes the place falls into pieces*
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
Sometimes
Thine eyes Were simply Two pools of midnight In which I'd stray To heaven's celestial shores
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Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 6:37 PM UTC
Two Pools Of Midnight
Dark is the night, by the light of day Harsh are the words, which some people say Grievous the malaise, which we often feel Deep are the wounds, of a hurt that won’t heal Lasting the wrong, to whom it is done Fleeting the moment, when praises are won Tragic the loss, of someone we love Empty the feeling, when they are thought of WIZDUMBs BY JA 619
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
DARKNESS
. *If I were a poem I’d ask you to fold me up and put me in your pocket, then at the end of the week, toss me in the wash with the rest of the clothes And when you find me later, smudged and smeared, ripped and tattered into little unrecognizable pieces, don’t worry about it, I was already like that*
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
If I were a poem
this poem is not about you even though your spirit is in every word your voice sounds strong in the halls of my mind telling me things I am now sure I want to know this poem is about me trying to understand you
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May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 6:32 PM UTC
not about you
*in the deepest and utmost corner of my heart the pain is being hidden* *and on the outside you will witness my sweetest smile* *if only you will catch a glimpse behind those eyes is the loneliness that being kept* *if only you will stop and stare for awhile you will find out that i am in despair* *i was wondering if the saying* "in the eyes you will see the real feelings of a person" is true because why can't you see? that i am alone crying and dying inside? ©IGMS
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 1:05 PM UTC
behind those eyes
*this word alone can't hurt you but what makes it painful are the people that surrounds it* ©IGMS
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 1:05 PM UTC
reality
our love is a fiction carved from my mind and written in these tattered pages ©IGMS
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
the story of us
The moments I spent with you Were ones I left behind me. The feeling of this euphoric sensation Has ceased to exist within me. But yet... Your enchanting smile still haunts me And your gorgeous eyes linger in my mind. The image of your enticing body Held close against mine Makes me yearn for the past. When our love had no limits, No worries, or restrictions. Could it be that it was fantasy Instead of a pleasing reality?
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
Love Is An Illusion
The night screen had hung down. The celestial space had glittering and luminous, diamond like stars that shine in your eyes as we are a breathtaking distance away from each other. The darkness frightened me as the golden glow of the day drew to an end, and the only comfort I found was being wrapped up in your strong but gentle arms. The night was a silent chasm stealing the light of day as you swept me up and took my breath away. I watch as even at night the clouds look so dreamy yet translucent like sea glass in the sky. The moon's reflection gleams on the sea and the sight of you reminds me of it's beautiful complexion. Waiting for hours to feel secure once again with the warmth of the sun's rays and the wispy, blissful clouds, protecting me from the empty black void we call night. The bright stars shine on the rain-kissed sidewalks that we stroll down on hand in hand. When the twilight fades to blackness, a radiant light glistens inside you as you kiss me under the elegant night sky.
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 11:43 AM UTC
Night Skies