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  Jan 2018 FormlessMars
Poetic T
I'm a trapeze artist of  word
             flying through sentences,



But
           then I
                        fell
                             and my words
didn't balance so well.
We
all
falter
on
our
meaning.

We just have to realize,
           that were cant balance
       all the time, sometimes words fail..
FormlessMars Jan 2018
We no longer look for needles in haystacks because we're all occupied looking for true love in hookup culture.

Knowing this I realised I'd probably die without ever experiencing true love, but that is not what I fear.

I know that I will die unloved.

I just fear that I'll be perfectly okay with it.
Just a thought about today's society.
  Nov 2017 FormlessMars
Lily
your hand runs up my thigh
i'm flushed
your hand feels under my shirt
i'm counting the seconds in my head
you unclasp my bra
i'm enveloped by goosebumps
you notice i'm nervous
i'm beyond nervous
you tell me everything's ok
i'm alone
you pick my cherry
i get nothing in return
FormlessMars Nov 2017
Hi beautiful,

Love lives here, and we’ve got a room to spare.

Signed,
Forever Yours
A letter I'll never write to a girl who will never know this.
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