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 Jul 2015 Hinata
Tatiana
A Reminder
 Jul 2015 Hinata
Tatiana
Sometimes you'll feel hands around your throat
as you try to speak the words needed
to no longer make you choke.
Just remember you're stronger than you think
and if you choose to speak
then you refuse to sink.
 Jul 2015 Hinata
Leyla Jude
Last night was a weird night
When we went out of the light
I was drunk but I recall
You took me in your arms, so tall
And we kissed it was so strange
More than once it was French
I couldn't avoid you
Or maybe just didn't want to
Was it just the hard stuff
Or could it be a real crush
I think I need to admit
I don't know if I liked it
 Jul 2015 Hinata
Poetic T
Thunder collapsed upon me, lightening did
Strike upon my flesh, scaring the tissue black
Scorched pain as like a pool of fear quivering
At each strike upon ones self.

The rain fell, unlike a monsoon of emotion
Did these tear burn from pools once pure
But now tainted with vines of red, feeding
One the vision seen now blood red.

Tears were cupped so neither evidence of
Fallen emotion was seen, I drank upon my
Sorrow what had fallen evaporated towards
The mind of hate, like a storm building strength.

So the voice did break forth like a dam of emotion,
Courage, hesitant moments before the whispers
Of wind were heard then like a tornado of truth
Breaking your torment, then like the breeze you
Were scattered far and wide, never to hurt me again.
Free but scared, echoes never fade they only get harder to hear
 Jul 2015 Hinata
Poetic T
Echoes*
            Do
                 Never
                           Fade,
                                   They
                                           Only
                                                    Get
        ­                                                  Harder
    ­                                                                 ­  To
                                                                ­          *Hear..
 Jul 2015 Hinata
Marinela Abarca
Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, come drown with me.
Not literally
 Jul 2015 Hinata
Marinela Abarca
You are beautiful in the best sense of the word.
-R
 Jul 2015 Hinata
Marinela Abarca
I hope I live long enough to see my dreams transform into reality.
I hope I live long enough to feel my tomorrow's welcome me.
I hope I live long enough to know what love, family, and friendship really mean.
I hope I live long enough to stand in a place where the air will whisper that I am finally free.

I hope I live long enough.
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