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rose-augustine
rose-augustine
American
Dream of me At night when You're safe In your bed Think of me When your hands Are idle But don't Make me stay
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Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 4:26 PM UTC
Dream
You think you're so sly With your ****** stained boots and cheap cologne. But I have eyes in dark alleys And in the bar you like so much. And I saw you with your head between her legs. You ungrateful ****
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
Weasel
There are some who love only for a night. Some who love until they find someone new. Some who never love at all. And some who scream their love to the moon. Then there's me whose heart silently aches for you.
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 7:31 PM UTC
Love
A love of mine smelled like Summertime Strawberries In the middle of fall.
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 7:30 PM UTC
Strawberries
Smooth like velvet clothes, Light like a bluejay's feather That flies with icy wings.
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 9:27 AM UTC
Snow
Determined with a dedicated wraith was her anger, Wanting vengeance for those who destroy her; Myself being no exception Smelling caked blood and tasting the salt On my dry cracked lips. I held onto the boat For dear life as it was thrashed around. The occasional loud splash From the hungry beasts below Filling my ears, Along with the crashing of waves. My life was in the hands of Mother Nature herself And who knows what she has in store.
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
Mother Nature
Laying in the closet Unused, unwanted Collecting cobwebs and dust Buttons handing by threads It looks like an overused rag, Falling apart and stained It a see many special occasion And caught many a mess It lays dormant in the dark Completely forgotten about Like a useless item To be thrown away
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
Old Sweater
They hide under beds In young children's' heads They lay in waiting Their attack we dread We believe them myth To ease our minds We make them up To tell captivating stories, For villains in our games. We use the name To describe a cold heart being So you see, They are a part of us In our history Our fiction And that makes us the monsters
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
Monster
It hides in the bush Watching with large green eyes Clinging to a twig with long legs Though its body small in size She takes her smaller mate Who took the captivating bait And devours him Body and all, showing no remorse
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 9:15 AM UTC
Praying Mantis
I don't love you Not like like I should I don't love you I knew I never would And yet I can't leave Can't bear to break your heart I don't love you But I can't stand to be alone.
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 8:54 AM UTC
Loved, not once