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 Jun 2013 Mia
Nestor David Armas
I feel the cold whispers
Upon my ear
Of your laughter
Faded long ago,
Every tear
That falls
Is an ocean
Of regret,
That cannot drown
Out the quietest
Of echoes of you
From within my heart,
Your happy eyes
That linger
Behind shattered mirrors
That I try so hard
Not to look into
Reflecting me
Alone and broken
As if my very soul
Were no longer
Within my bones,
And my body
Is just a bag
Of spilled guts
Festering under the sun
Dead to the world
Without you...
APAD13 - 119 © okpoet
 Jun 2013 Mia
gabrielle boltz
when i think of people like you
in my head,
i imagine sunglasses -
someone who cooly, calculatedly,
manipulates the agendas of others
until they better benefit themselves.

but you?
you seem to openly,
almost boastingly re-arrange your reality
until you have created your best possible circumstances.
until you have absolved yourself of any responsibility.
until you are the one with the drink in your hand,
but your bill has been passed to the guy across the bar.

and that's not even the worst part.

the worst part

is that everyone can see it,

but no one seems to care.
I wonder if it's exhausting
to have such a transparent disposition.
 Jun 2013 Mia
gabrielle boltz
the shock hits first;
                  even before the betrayal.
          oncethatsinksin,

you would think anger would be next -
                  
                  but it's not.

                               it's disappointment.

disappointment is next,
                  because in addition to the


emptiness


that what you did
created,

i am disappointed that (yet again) i didn't
                  see it coming.

you would think that by now,
                  i'd be used to it,

                                  but how does one get used to
                                  thisfeelingofemptyinferiority?

i'll tell you.

you don't

                  you don't get used to it,
                                 youleave.


but i'm too
                 shocked and
                                 betrayed and
                                                  disappointed.

                                 andyoujustlaythereand

                *sleep
i guess i'll never understand...
 Jun 2013 Mia
gabrielle boltz
so tell me,

love,

how is it that you sleep?
I know I couldn't.
 Jun 2013 Mia
Alicia D Clarke
One random act.
One random act,
A word spoken unknown of response or purpose.
One random act,
A gentle kiss laid upon awaiting lips.
One random act,
A single glance into the eyes of a lover.
One random act,
Writhing bodies in summer night heat.
One random act,
Falling hearts skipping beats.
One random act,
One falls in love.
 Jun 2013 Mia
Zephyr
I needed you there when I broke down
late in the night
you always know exactly what to say.

It's like you know what my heart needs to hear.
And you always fix everything.

Or at least you did.

I needed you there when I broke down
late in the night,
thinking about you.

And how you are gone forever.
 Jun 2013 Mia
Rlavr
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 Jun 2013 Mia
Rlavr
V
I want you to know,
That I am not sorry
At least not today
When your name is mentioned on the TV,
I switch channels
Because they almost always say
That you are dead.

Which is half true.
This is part of a long poem about something.
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