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 Oct 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
eileen
sleep isn't my friend
yet I lay awake
eyes closed
10W
 Oct 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
mel
letting go
of what could be
is how i finally
set me free
Be more than scared
Be very, very afraid
There is truly great evil
Lurking astray
Darker than shadows
Creeping below
Don't become dismayed
Hold tight to your soul
Hide where you may
At the altar where you pray
If you truly believe
Than try to be brave
Simply close your eyes
Take a deep breath
Words shall protect you
Give us your best!
Traveler Tim
 Oct 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
Rohan P
a million lines make a window:
each suspended,
each digressing in the paleness
of space.

this distance from
you (a blotch of dark ink,
bits of pressed lead)
can never hurt more
than your expectation.
i spent the last weekend waiting in anticipation. each morning i woke up with a hope—a plethora of possibility that faded with the setting sun.

i suppose i wouldn't have it any other way.
we're spinning.
spinning.
spinning.
in the next instant,
it's gone.
the fading laughter is still caught in my throat.
i'm writing this at my desk. it's 9:56 pm. my anxiety is crushing. i have so many words running around my head it's dizzying.
 Oct 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
Rohan P
there is no reconciliation.
we're bleeding like paint
in the rain—
wilting flowers
colourless in
our greys.

sometimes your eyes
double, your words
curl my cheek, still lingering
to brush stray strands.

i'm open inside out;
when you turn away
i know the hinges are closing.
i remember your words:

"someday, with someone".
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