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oscar-ortiz
I've got a list of secrets Secrets I treasured the most. Like the face I make when no one is looking, Or the words I say when no one can hear me. Like the books I read when I am scared at night, Or the song I sing and listen to when I'm alone. Like the thoughts I hide when my mind is screaming, Or the tears I let out before I sleep at night, Or the fake smiles I wipe after all the bad days. All the things they'll never know, Because I'll never tell, I'll never show.
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Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 11:55 AM UTC
It's A Secret
Seeping into the twilight sky Each hue seen, my love thumping shy But what color must I enshrine To embrace thy hand in mine? A breeze whispers cryptic to me Words of thirst my heart need decree But what promise must I consign To embrace thy hand in mine? The loneliness surrounding us A deep-blue question to discuss But what person must I design To embrace thy hand in mine? Ladylove, speak to me thy heart! Before my spirit does depart My soul to live, it gives high sign To embrace thy hand in mine!
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 11:53 AM UTC
Withering Rose
for somebody i think about a lot, i write about you very little and i think it's because you're safer in these four walls than on the frail fibres of paper. you are the feeling i get when i wake up and it's sunny. you are the smile on my face as a memory takes over my mind. you are the flower that everybody trampled on, but still grew. i can't choose the right words because i can't describe how small you are in a world as big as this one, yet you mean all this to me. you give so much and take so little. i am scared there will be nothing left. you're safer in my mind and i know nothing can harm you. i write about you very little, but i think about you a lot. that is not to say that the pages are empty; they are full of life, sprawling with memories and margin poems, titled— for somebody.
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
For Somebody
Do you remember The evening sun setting on the brow You lied upon with concern? Not for the darkness approaching us but The sigh you refused to disavow For me! Let my heart burn Do you remember How the blanket under our weight soaked With tears of understanding? Not even the splinters and bladed grains Of grass and the rocks ripping provoked For me! Let our hearts stay stranding Do you remember What cheek the absent streams took to smears When my eyes and voice did frown? Not did the maiden's hand shake with wetness But instead cradled the forgone tears For me! Let my heart drown For I deserve not thee
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 11:43 AM UTC
In the Evening
We seek To live the perfect life And we choose not, therefore, To believe God is gone; Once upon a time We searched for the answers The fires took to sleep; Atop the corpses Countless roses grow In a world where Peace Overcomes War In a world where Bloodshed is common Only in books And security is found In all homes Harmony is the laughingstock For the Devil himself But sown to our coats is the desire To live the perfect life We seek
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 11:27 AM UTC
The Life We Seek