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 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Kayleen Amato
There is a girl
Who always looks like shes waiting
For something or someone
And still to this day,
I take a seat and watch for magic
Perhaps day without night
There has got to be something good
Any normal person would have left already
But the rain pouring down
Tells me she is not to blame
Tells me she has unfinished business
She still belongs to the garden
Giant shiny green plants with teeth
Devour her back into their wrath
Where she incubates
She must prove she is ready
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Eric W
Give them some time.
Website design is not that easy.
I'm confident they will get this sorted. Don't jump ship yet, poets. HP has been a home to me and others for years, and they haven't truly disappointed yet.
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Muyi
Latia come with me--
+
I'll set you free--
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I wanna feel your flames--
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All over me--
+
I might love her--
1+2+3

The sun is gone--
1+2
Your fast asleep--
1+2
I only want-- to hold you near me--
1+2+3+4

As long as you- are mine--
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My life is- fine--
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In love there- is no time--
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Fear is a crime--
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Do I love her?--
1+2+3

Now all I feel is pain--
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Cold in the rain--
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She says I've gone insane--
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I can't complain--
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I might love her--
1+2+3

Across a endless sea--
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My mind runs free--
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My heart is stuck in flames--
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So hard to breathe--
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I can't love her--
1+2+3

The moon is red--
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Blood on my sheets--
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Before you die-- I hold you dearly--
1+2+3

The room is void of light--
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The rope is tight--
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No trace of fear in sight--
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Tears in my eyes--
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And i loved her--
1+2+3
I don't know what's real...
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Laci
Restless
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Laci
Blue jean pajamas
Dreams of the moon
Bare skin morning
Awake before the sunrise

I've developed a taste for dawn
A craving for silence
Time before time begins
A conversation with my soul
Love begins here

Senses pour in the alone
Alone is where I find myself
Rain of thoughts more powerful than the heard
Questions of the forgotten
I am forgotten

Sun fills in the cracks of yesterday
Illuminating chance
Whispers upon the wings of robins
The search continues
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Scarlet Niamh
Zero
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Scarlet Niamh
Somehow it's possible
to go from the pretty girl
to absolutely nothing
at the opening of a mirror.
~~ Strange how self esteem can tarnish a simple word chosen from a book. ~~
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
ryn
Performer
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
ryn
He presents what you see
with impeccable finesse.
He hides everything else behind the curtains.
Heavily veiled by his smiles...
Cleverly masked behind his script.

He stands elevated, taking his stage.
From his vantage he sees all.
He allows his facade to bask in the light...
Whilst keeping his back in the shadow.

He's renowned.
By the light that kills the dark.
He's addicted to the nightly ovations,
cascading cheers and gleaming reviews.

But every show has an end.
Come every dawn, he wakes to the reality
that tolls at his door.
He's owned and he knows it...
Too well,
by the stage he built
and the drama he wrote and casted.
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
ryn
Acceptance (V)
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
ryn
It's not about going back
to the start.

It should be about
pausing,
rewinding
and going back to a point
where things made sense.

It's about understanding
why they mattered then.

And think if they still do.

If acceptance is
securing personal victory
by conceding,

then I accept.
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