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  May 2016 Karmen
Ana S
I was in this deep.
I just wanted her.
It hadn't even been that long.
I just want to be with her.
She is amazing.
So unique.
Not afraid to be herself.
My mind won't stop thinking about her.
I know if things fall through I'm going to crash.
Like a **** addict after the high.
Coming down is bad.
You are sky high.
Then you begin your decent.
Down... Down... Down...
I fell for her.
It's too late to turn around now.
Im glad it's too late.
Quite frankly I don't want to turn around.
I want to stay right here with her.
Every morning.
Every lunch.
i miss her when she isn't here.
The days are hard without her.
I message her.
Call her.
Such a sweet girl.
No I've never seen her dark side and we all have them,
But when I meet her demons that's okay.
The demons have to come out sometimes.
Chae let her demons stay out.
Mel is everything to me right now.
She hasn't let her demons out to play yet.
But we shall see
She brings out a sense of dare in me.
Something like a flame.
She taught me to live on the edge.
Chae tried but she ended up pushing me over.
Mel helps me balance there.
The edge is beautiful place.
Only with her though.
The edge is amazing.
I never want to leave the edge.
Stay here forever.
Walking in a short line yet being okay.
I'm okay with her.
to a girl I've fallen hard for.

Shout it from the roof top.
  May 2016 Karmen
subpar star
you're only hurting yourself,
putting in all this effort,
for people who don't give a **** about you

you would comb the earth
a thousand times over
searching for a pin
if they asked.

they wouldn't even bend over
to pick up a pencil for you,
let alone risk cutting themselves
trying to mend your shattered glass heart.
  May 2016 Karmen
Just Melz
Two spiteful lovers in a raging battle
Fighting against the tides of war
Lost within themselves and images
Of the serenity from the ways of before
Not knowing how to come down from the high
Never needing much, just a little bit more
In love with the idea of opposites attract
Until it leaves them both lying on the floor
  May 2016 Karmen
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I am thinking of the dead
who are still with us
on their way in the rain
to meet lovers or brothers
and my sadness waves back
like grain in the fields
of lost summers and summers
before that, fireflies in the dark
still young and beautiful
like starry nights, but for them
there is no moon, and for us
the same news we do not receive.
In memory of Barry.
April 3, 1955 - May 15, 2015.  
You are missed, Brother,
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