madaline - Hello Poetry

I do not know if the length of a day is too short or too long. Either way I feel the fragility of life itself Sometimes feeling rushed Other times like forever

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Aug 6, 2015

Aug 6, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC

Trip reflection

I do not know if the length of a day is too short or too long. Either way I feel the fragility of life itself Sometimes feeling rushed Other times like forever

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"He's a nice boy try not to get bored too easily." You always praise me when I do well when we watch television quiz shows And you turn around when I am getting undressed; which is ironic as it is not like my body is something that you haven't seen before. You are a gentleman. You don't care about negative things people have to say. Almost feminine in your ways or maybe this society just effeminates the positive qualities that men possess. I thumb your face it feels smooth, your eyes are small and dark but they feel so honest Is it Wednesday or Thursday? Time doesn't exist around you, nothing else really matters around you. Your almost sociopathic calmness doesn't unnerve me Getting your life together, from a boy to a man. Making me feel like I am part of this transition radiates the attraction I feel. I trust you not to pry through my belongings. This probably isn't love but what I do feel is new and it is strong. Thank you for cooking for me and Thank you for showing me respect It is all so refreshing, like a cold shower after you've been trapped in the heat all day I had been trapped in the heat too long I am so glad that I have you now

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Aug 6, 2015

Aug 6, 2015 at 9:26 AM UTC

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"He's a nice boy try not to get bored too easily." You always praise me when I do well when we watch television quiz shows And you turn around when I am getting undressed; which is ironic as it is not like my body is something that you haven't seen before. You are a gentleman. You don't care about negative things people have to say. Almost feminine in your ways or maybe this society just effeminates the positive qualities that men possess. I thumb your face it feels smooth, your eyes are small and dark but they feel so honest Is it Wednesday or Thursday? Time doesn't exist around you, nothing else really matters around you. Your almost sociopathic calmness doesn't unnerve me Getting your life together, from a boy to a man. Making me feel like I am part of this transition radiates the attraction I feel. I trust you not to pry through my belongings. This probably isn't love but what I do feel is new and it is strong. Thank you for cooking for me and Thank you for showing me respect It is all so refreshing, like a cold shower after you've been trapped in the heat all day I had been trapped in the heat too long I am so glad that I have you now

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Heartbreaking Only seeing someone in your dreams is haunting Your darkest moments feel so lonely Reaching out but only to grasp memories Tears seep from nowhere, whenever And your fondest vivid thoughts will fade Craving the sound of a voice Aching for one more embrace The constant pain is draining

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Apr 8, 2015

Apr 8, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC

Grief

Heartbreaking Only seeing someone in your dreams is haunting Your darkest moments feel so lonely Reaching out but only to grasp memories Tears seep from nowhere, whenever And your fondest vivid thoughts will fade Craving the sound of a voice Aching for one more embrace The constant pain is draining

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"I'm tired of living for other people." he said, as he brushed his fingerprint vertically down her lip. The sun drifted behind a cloud The room began to darken He recited his strong opinions. She glanced at his receding hairline The prematurity of his maturity enticed her. Scattered thoughts of the knowledge that his head possessed clouded her judgement His wrist up her tights Her mouth was dry, they leant in A bitter kiss filled with passionate regret Looking into his eyes she pressed herself up from the table and left.

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Apr 8, 2015

Apr 8, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC

Sir

"I'm tired of living for other people." he said, as he brushed his fingerprint vertically down her lip. The sun drifted behind a cloud The room began to darken He recited his strong opinions. She glanced at his receding hairline The prematurity of his maturity enticed her. Scattered thoughts of the knowledge that his head possessed clouded her judgement His wrist up her tights Her mouth was dry, they leant in A bitter kiss filled with passionate regret Looking into his eyes she pressed herself up from the table and left.

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Your teeth weren't straight each word you calmly smiled, was uttered from your lips with flawless imperfection There was something charming about it, knowing you had obvious flaws. Maybe it made me feel a sense of superiority? You were more than thin, you were skeletal but it was what you liked, you were proud of it how you never ate, smoked 20 a day and trotted through life Happy with mediocrity Tattoos sporadically covered your body, the one on your arm we got together was dirt cheap and poorly done but it suited you Not because you were cheap but because you weren't perfect you were rugged, it was clear from face value that you you could hold your own We spent most our time in a drug filled daze of laughter and passion Your hair was long and corse considering your diet it was in surprisingly good condition You had a strong accent pronouncing 'Mum' as 'Mam' It used to irritate me daily but now it is something I miss Having a house to ourselves yet sharing a single bed We were truly inseparable Now we are lifetimes apart A years gone by now A year without you hasn't been worth the paper I've written this on

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Dec 11, 2014

Dec 11, 2014 at 6:36 AM UTC

Her

Your teeth weren't straight each word you calmly smiled, was uttered from your lips with flawless imperfection There was something charming about it, knowing you had obvious flaws. Maybe it made me feel a sense of superiority? You were more than thin, you were skeletal but it was what you liked, you were proud of it how you never ate, smoked 20 a day and trotted through life Happy with mediocrity Tattoos sporadically covered your body, the one on your arm we got together was dirt cheap and poorly done but it suited you Not because you were cheap but because you weren't perfect you were rugged, it was clear from face value that you you could hold your own We spent most our time in a drug filled daze of laughter and passion Your hair was long and corse considering your diet it was in surprisingly good condition You had a strong accent pronouncing 'Mum' as 'Mam' It used to irritate me daily but now it is something I miss Having a house to ourselves yet sharing a single bed We were truly inseparable Now we are lifetimes apart A years gone by now A year without you hasn't been worth the paper I've written this on

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To hang from every word you utter Looks you give that cut me It's real Touch me. Stop my heart. My yearn for you should rot my flesh Pierce my brain with memories Burn my skin with obbsession Linger in my thoughts silhouette Bleed Cry Feel Forever

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Nov 24, 2014

Nov 24, 2014 at 1:59 PM UTC

You left but you stayed

To hang from every word you utter Looks you give that cut me It's real Touch me. Stop my heart. My yearn for you should rot my flesh Pierce my brain with memories Burn my skin with obbsession Linger in my thoughts silhouette Bleed Cry Feel Forever

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It's not that I hear voices I just imagine it all so slow The looks upon faces How it's better when i go The world without me in it, Seems such a better place Free from worldly trouble With no one on my case Inadequacy takes over A cut helps calm the stress No one understands me Who have I got to impress? Forever dreaming of the end I loathe every inch of myself Nothing makes it better Pills, *** or wealth Too self involved to do the deed Drowning cannot succeed Lacking passion never tears Bland, mundane for all these years

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Nov 24, 2014

Nov 24, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC

The sweet release

It's not that I hear voices I just imagine it all so slow The looks upon faces How it's better when i go The world without me in it, Seems such a better place Free from worldly trouble With no one on my case Inadequacy takes over A cut helps calm the stress No one understands me Who have I got to impress? Forever dreaming of the end I loathe every inch of myself Nothing makes it better Pills, *** or wealth Too self involved to do the deed Drowning cannot succeed Lacking passion never tears Bland, mundane for all these years

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When my presence is gone Slice me open See the damage I've done The mistakes. Yes that I have uttered Poison inside me Lingering in every vein Seeping Polluting Corroding Eroding every inch of Who I really am Before everything I snorted, swallowed and sipped. Elated Negativity Bitter sweet escape.

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Sep 25, 2014

Sep 25, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC

Autopsy

When my presence is gone Slice me open See the damage I've done The mistakes. Yes that I have uttered Poison inside me Lingering in every vein Seeping Polluting Corroding Eroding every inch of Who I really am Before everything I snorted, swallowed and sipped. Elated Negativity Bitter sweet escape.

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You can't see the world through a mirror Always thinking of yourself. Forever Number one Priorities lacking, Such egotistical vanity Is it narcissism? So demanding Promise lacking. Trust issues Oh Mrs self-obsessed The cards have been determined, Forever alone. Always a battle with yourself But only God can judge

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Sep 24, 2014

Sep 24, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC

Mrs Self -Obsessed

You can't see the world through a mirror Always thinking of yourself. Forever Number one Priorities lacking, Such egotistical vanity Is it narcissism? So demanding Promise lacking. Trust issues Oh Mrs self-obsessed The cards have been determined, Forever alone. Always a battle with yourself But only God can judge

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A period of transition Beginning to get cold Had another birthday By God i'm getting old Life is still a journey No idea where to go No more making plans Time to just go with the flow Learnt so many lessons Yet failed so many tests Hurt myself and others I can't say I'm impressed I've heard that things get better and you should wake up every day By saying "I am my own person and I will live my life, my way."

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Sep 23, 2014

Sep 23, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC

My Way

A period of transition Beginning to get cold Had another birthday By God i'm getting old Life is still a journey No idea where to go No more making plans Time to just go with the flow Learnt so many lessons Yet failed so many tests Hurt myself and others I can't say I'm impressed I've heard that things get better and you should wake up every day By saying "I am my own person and I will live my life, my way."

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