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 Apr 2 Poet
Ari
~love~
 Apr 2 Poet
Ari
Stupid,
stupid,
stupid
love,
the
reason
our
world
is
tilted
but
also
the
reason
the
world
is
still
right.
We go crazy for love, but that’s why it’s so beautiful. It’s taken me awhile but I truly understand now, love is truly everywhere, even in the way we simply care.
 Apr 2 Poet
Liana
Reminder
 Apr 2 Poet
Liana
Drink some water
Eat something
Write a poem
Take a walk
Just sit there and exist for a moment

It’s okay
Nothing really matters anyway
Take care of yourself! Kind of ironic coming from someone who’s up at 12:30 writing poetry, not drinking, and not doing homework or anything else I should be. Meh :/
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
lost
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
it seems the more I have to lose
the easier I am to bruise
because once you took everything I loved before
then there was nothing left to live for
 Apr 1 Poet
Liana
Battles
 Apr 1 Poet
Liana
When they cry
I provide comfort

When they scream
I tell them they have the right

But they don’t notice it in me
For my tears flood my heart
And my screams are silent

I have some hard battles
I just keep them inside and quiet
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
Oh, I always seem happy
Thank you
I've had years
and years
To perfect my happy strategy
The right size smile here
A well placed laugh right there
Tears only released in the dark
That's my happy strategy
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
I broke my mirror
stared into the shards and cracks
Look, that's more like me
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
Mother
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
Come here and let me tell you a secret
Mother

...

Still can't bring myself to say it.
 Apr 1 Poet
Xio
We don't regret what we did, we regret what we didn't do.
 Apr 1 Poet
Liana
Different
 Apr 1 Poet
Liana
They said I’ve changed
That I’m different than I was in September
That they liked her more

Of course they did
She was another dead fish going with the stream
She was scared
She didn’t want to make them upset

She tried to pretend that she was sane
That she was normal

She was sad
All the time
She was trying not to cry

She’s gotten better
Why is that not good enough for you?

The scars are starting to heal
Don’t make me make new ones
People make small comments/jabs about how I was better before.
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
starved
 Apr 1 Poet
Lyle
of another's embrace
a familiar hand brushing my own
of physical contact
a warm safe hug
I am starved of another's touch
their skin against mine

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