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 Apr 2013 Kassi
Austine
Cancer
 Apr 2013 Kassi
Austine
I remember when we had so much in common,
When I was innocent and you were lonely,
You said angry but we both know
You were just alone.

You said I saved you,
But I was just your cancer.

You smoke so much,
You care so little,
You live to take the pain I gave you
And exploit me.

I said you saved me,
But you are just a cancer.

You must forget that I hurt too,
That when you strip me down
And put me on display
I see my shame too.

We don’t believe in being saved,
Eventually we are all eaten by cancer.
 Mar 2013 Kassi
Katlyn Orthman
There's someone else inside of me
Alone in there I hear it breathe
It's me, but a different side you see
It awakens and destroys the weak

Eyes open to the purest red
All the innocence gone its fled
Full of rebillious thoughts in my head
The old me could be gone and dead

It laughs it breaks it taunts
It takes it steals it wants
Beware of it, it haunts
Just give in to it
As you grow up you realize all the butterflies in your stomach wasn't a sign of love, it was a warning telling you to stay away. 
You realize between every I love you there's a I will forget you.
You realize the ones you once needed the most eventually walk away. 
As you grow up you realize *nothing ever stays the same forever.
When you're a kid no one ever tells you how hard it is, in your head your hopes and dreams are untouchable but then you grow up and it all comes crashing down like an abandoned house.
 Mar 2013 Kassi
Chris T
The day will start with some coffee
The best type, bitter sweet, hot,
Drinking it ‘neath the morning sun
Heading out, Fall, cool breeze blows,
Colored leafs dance. Sit in the park
On a bench, the birds flying south,
Writing the happiest verses-  poems.
A lovely girl will pass, smile,
Eyes look into eyes, love making,
'Twas but a second. Whistling
Strolling back to a small diner,
Lunch, something fierce, dessert too,
Music playing, a cool sax tune,
Jazz for the background, waitress
“Will you have anything else, sir?”
“Coffee, black, and the check. Thanks.”
One last cup before taking leave,
Sipping, thinking and with joy,
Great tasting like the earlier drink.
The sun’s going down, sky’s orange,
The loud cars honking on the street.
Back in the apartment tired,
The notepad on the bedroom desk,
Sitting on an old armchair,
Looking out towards the city,
it’s all full of life, sleep creeps
near and I slowly doze off.
And this is how I wish to die.
 Mar 2013 Kassi
brooke
Plead.
 Mar 2013 Kassi
brooke
A dozen eggs
seven prayers
my lips aren't
soft, what am
I doing, God?
(c) Brooke Otto
 Mar 2013 Kassi
Amelie
It is 4 in the morning again
And I'm still up drinking coffee
Thinking it's fine to hold my own hand
Not feeling alone, but so lonely.
What happened to this life of mine ?
Before you walked out the door
I used to be so happy all the time
And now I just can't laugh no more.

But I'm fine, yes I'm fine you know,
I've just been sad for a little while,
It's hard to think that just a year ago,
I was with the person who made me smile.
"A year ago, we were in love"
said your beloved Woody Allen
How come I ever made you think of
Leaving me by myself again.

And how come I'm still in love with you,
After all the time that's gone by
After all that I've been through
You still manage to make my cry.
It's all my fault, I know that well
I just can't stand blaming myself for everything
I'm laying inside my little shell
Of hate and insecurity.

If you were here, we'd just finish this cup of coffee
Then I would drag you into my bed
You'd stay there, on top of me
You'd kiss my nose, my cheek, my forehead
We would make out, we would make love,
Which is probably one of the things I miss the most
I'd open the window, we'd watch the stars above,
You see... That's all I lost.

But I don't really care anymore about the past
'Cause now I'm focusing on the future
First loves are the only ones that last,
I'm working on us being together.

Because the love I feel for you is all I have left..
 Mar 2013 Kassi
Cass
V.
 Mar 2013 Kassi
Cass
V.
maybe if I scrub my mouth hard enough
I will get the taste of your tongue
out of my mouth
and the taste of our whispered words
off of my lips
but it won't matter
because your touch will still be ironed
into my bones
and your words branded white hot
into my skull
teasing me
 Mar 2013 Kassi
Emily Paxton
He sticks his tongue out when he's thinking, and giggles when he's truly happy.
He's more sensitive than anyone I know.
Insecure and full of self-doubt, but stronger than he realizes and smarter than he believes.
Which all make him that much more handsome to me.
He's full of love, but scared.
And in that we are alike.
He gets sad sometimes for no reason,
And he tries to hide the pain.
An old soul, a deep soul, locked in the superficial world around him.
Hiding behind things that only temporarily ease the hurt.
And I do the best I can to make sure he knows he's loved.
Because that's what we all need, isn't it?
 Mar 2013 Kassi
Shel Silverstein
I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.
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