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 Sep 2016 Mozalios
Styles
As the pain recedes;
       The marks remain,
       fresh on my flesh,
       forever.
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
Lunar
from rain,
should i turn into a storm?
howling like the wind,
making noise,
to get you to hear me?
more raindrops; more tears,
to make you feel
drenched in remorse?
harsher and faster,
much like a hurricane,
to get you to see
how messed up i am?
when i'm stronger
like the storm,
would you love me more?
The second part of 'love the rain—love me'.

(j.m.)
I saw forever in your eyes. . .


                Then you closed them.
Wrote this when I found out my husband was in love with another woman.
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
J
Bleeding honey
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
J
Please don't let yourself get mad
You break people around you while blindfolded
Please don't let the sadness manifest in ugly patterns that let you shatter smiles
Please don't let yourself get hot
You'll want someone to take it away
Your sting will hurt another's heart
You could have saved today
Please don't bleed cold blood on others
Whom have reached out warmer hands
You don't bleed honey, you sting and you leave
Please don't repeat his actions and please don't grieve
Anymore
He's not coming back
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
Rhet Toombs
Worse
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
Rhet Toombs
The ending shriek of a dogs bark
As you jolt awake from this nightmare that isn't one
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
J
welder
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
J
tied down by chains
I welded myself
steel pricking into my irritated wrists
I am no martyr
I die for nothing
this is all I have to give
my own personal prison
I maintain the walls
I let this happen
I love the fall
 Sep 2016 Mozalios
OriginalMade
The night life surrounding me,
So full of madly wild diversity,
Thrill seekers running amuck,
Speeding through the streets and avoiding the cops.
Teens stay up late and parade in a frenz,
Drinking all night, Till the sun hits the sands.
So many people up and out,
Chasing the night life and living it up,
Getting into fights and smashing up cars.
Harassing the pigs till they can't fight the sleep any longer,
Then the party gets stronger.
The sounds of skidding tires and laughing minors,
Smashing bottles and rap music throttles,
As if summer never ended,
And these people go bonkers.
But when morning finally hits,
The hangovers take over,
Someone wakes up in jail and has no idea what they did to deserve this,
Woman arise with a tattooed chest,
Of the one they loved that night,
But don't even know them yet.
Stolen wallets and cars, cuz no one could keep track,
******* parents who woke and heard about the party their child was at,
Minors being grounded cuz they were woken by their own parents at the party they'd crashed.
Broken noses and ****** foreheads,
Cuz things got a little too real for a person who snapped.
The sun hitting the sands, now it's time for a nap.
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