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 Apr 2016 mazzy
Meg
perfect matches
 Apr 2016 mazzy
Meg
perfect matches
seem to stare down the
stars,
but together, there's
chemistry - which
turns to
tumultuous
dreams
despite the fiery
mystery
This is a blackout poem I wrote using a newspaper.
 Apr 2016 mazzy
Meg
drowning
 Apr 2016 mazzy
Meg
someone once told me
pain is like water;
you need a little
to know you're alive,
but too much
will drown you.
and now I think
isn't it funny
how the things we do
to feel alive
are the things
that can **** us?

i suppose
it's because
we just want to feel
**something
I've been writing a lot of poetry lately. Sorry if I'm obnoxious. Credit to my friend for being the ambiguous person whose quote I used. (Take that, Danny.)
 Apr 2016 mazzy
Meg
wings
 Apr 2016 mazzy
Meg
we found our
wings
but
the world saw butterflies

Again, it's a
mystery
My friend wrote this
 Jan 2016 mazzy
Taylor Forbez
Long ago,
There was a boy,
He felt alone,
Without a joy,

All that he had,
All that he’d done,
He deserved so much less,
Than what he had won,

This boy was broken,
Shattered like glass,
He thought himself stupid,
A pain in the ***,

But then he met her,
On a cool autumn’s day,
She lit up his world,
She showed him the way,

She picked up the pieces,
No matter the cost,
And put him together,
Not a single piece lost,

She gave him her all,
And he gave her his,
And they both discovered,
What true love really is.
Just a story about a boy.
 Jan 2016 mazzy
Victoria Jennings
I have a new bed
And I love it
But it doesn't feel right
Without you holding me in it.
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