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We are writers and poets who know how to express We can define our feelings a lot more or a lot less Why were we cursed with the ability to feel? The feelings of life that are so painfully real... We can make music by writing what we desire Turning simple paper into a passionate fire We can sway hearts by symbolizing love and creation Or break another's by turning words into death and temptation We are the cursed race of scholars who turn words into weapons We can draw blood with a phrase in a matter of seconds We are dedicated authors with emotions so heavy That one word from us that is read or heard can be deadly Words are our weapons, our friends and our foes Even a writer or poet has demons that only we know Each line is a battle and each piece is a war We are writers and poets and we will write forevermore
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
We are writers and poets
One day in Spring I'll be able to see you Feel the wind blow through my hair Feel the fresh flowers under my hand Feel the love I have been missing for so long One day in Autumn I'll be able to hold you Feel the leaves fall on my head Feel the cool breeze tickle my fingers Feel the warmth of someone special in my arms One day in Winter I'll be able to be with you Feel the coldness of the air hit my cheeks Feel the numbing sensation of snow in my palms Feel the heat of lust and love together as one One day in Summer I'll have to say goodbye Feel the tears slide down my face Feel the tension in my balled fists Feel the pain of distance and farewell One day If I only had one more day... I wouldn't feel my heart breaking I wouldn't feel my heart bleeding I wouldn't feel my life crumble away
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 3:09 AM UTC
One day
I never wanted to leave The warmth of your arms The smile in your eyes The love in your laughter I never wanted to leave The softness of your touch The smell of your hair The love in your voice I never wanted to leave The pain in your heart The tears on your face The hurt in your soul Because I loved you so much I never wanted to leave.
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 12:24 PM UTC
I never wanted to leave
You gave me flowers And the thorns had stung my hand And you said roses Were the flowers for a special kind of man I held them tight My hands bled and I never let go It was worth every moment Because the pain helped me grow The roses had died I  had realized a little too late Because now you're gone too You and the roses shared the same fate And now I stand at your grave With tears and roses in my hand Because you said roses Were the flowers for a special kind of man...
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Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 3:07 AM UTC
Flowers for a special kind of man
Remember the first time that you told me hello? It was an awkward moment that I will always know I remember us laughing in that simple, little moment A time when we lived solely for our own enjoyment Remember the first time that you held my hand? A moment filled with confusion that I didn't understand I had felt warmth and a tingling in my heart A memory in my mind that will never depart Remember the first time you held me in your embrace? An action filled with love and done with such grace My own heart started beating like an endless melody A song that never stopped in our own little fantasy Remember the first time that our lips finally met? A beautiful moment I will never forget It was like an explosion of love that I cannot truly explain A metallic wine or the sweetest tasting champagne Remember the first time that you told me goodbye? The only moment we had that I wanted to die You were gonna leave me because you needed to be free I let you go because I knew your lover was something I could never be Do I regret my decision? I regret it every second that passes by Because you will always be my first love And my love for you will never die...
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Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
Remember the first time?
They say the first one to fall in love Will always be the first one to fall HARD. I didn't believe them Then I saw you And now I wonder... When will I ever get back on my feet again?
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Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 9:06 AM UTC
Love?
When did you become more than just a friend? I don't remember ever giving you permission to drive me crazy... I never asked you to make me fall madly and helplessly in love with you. I blame you, it's your fault! Because of you I can't look you in the face without hurting. I can't speak to you without losing control of what I might say. You make me nervous, you drive me nuts. I want to love you... I want you to love me! I want you to share what I feel. The pain, the passion and the lust. But this is too much. I have to forget you, I have to keep you away. I'm sorry I hurt you, I'm sorry for what I said. I'm sorry for the pain and the tears I made you cry. I'm sorry for losing a friend, but in the end, You will always be more than just a friend...
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 10:58 AM UTC
You were more than just a friend
You told me three simple words. The three words I've always wanted to hear... I pictured us happy I pictured us together... Living our lives through thick and through thin And then you'd say "I love you" Those three simple words... And then our life would begin... It would begin together... But instead we live a lie Instead we live apart Living our lives through regret and through sin That's when you said those three simple words... "I love you" those three simple words It was when our life ended... Because you said it to another... Those three simple words...
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 12:08 AM UTC
Three simple words
I cry in September because I want to restart! Every single moment, even the ones that broke my heart You were my all, you were my Autumn! You were my Fall, but I think you've forgotten... I cry in September because there's no longer an "us"! We broke each other's hearts and broke each other's trust I'm willing to bury all those seeds of regret If you and me both agree that we should forget... I cry in September, I cry each and every time! We both know that we committed an unforgivable crime To break this relationship is exactly like committing a ****** We both need to understand that we both did this together... I cry in September because this seems like the end... I not only lost a lover, but also a friend... I'll never forget all our moments together... Because of you, because of us, I cry in September...
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 7:40 AM UTC
I cry in September
Who are you really? I don't understand... What on earth made you into this kind of man? I try to read all the pages that you let me see But you're still a closed book when you talk to me All the words you spill out and the things that you say Are hard to interpret when you have your own way Why choose a stranger? Why someone like me? Am I worth all your thoughts? Is that what you see? You're not like the others, you're special, one of a kind. But why live a lie? Please leave that part of you behind. You're better off being who you truly want to be. You're disguise isn't worth it, it's complete trickery. I won't let you down. I'll listen to everything you want me to hear. Even though your personality is what I mostly fear. I'm afraid of you because you're a complete mystery. But one day I'll show you, you were right to trust me...
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 8:17 AM UTC
Who are you?