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 Feb 2015 Oliver Sireen
AJ
Would you rather
Have to shout all the things you want to whisper,
Or have to whisper all of the things you want to shout?

You're like that really old brick building,
From the sixteen hundreds.
The one covered in vines and flowers.
It's so old, and beautiful.
But I feel that,
If I look too hard at either one of you,
You'll crumble to the ground.
And all of the history will be lost.

I haven't driven out to see either of you in a while.
I hope you're both still okay.
I think I just want to remember you
The way you were.
I want to shout this,
But I can barely manage a whisper.
"There's a tombstone in the brush with your name on the front. But I had no bucks to get "Here lies They-Ran-Outta-Luck", on the back of it."
-MB
11:11
Make a wish
I wish for your
Sweet lips to kiss
Your touch of silk across my skin
I've all my let temptation win
I need you here
I want you now
So please don't leave me
Here to drown

11:11
Make your wish
You feel like ecstasy
You feel like bliss
I trust you here
In this place
So let our bodies fill empty space
You've stolen my heart
Captured my soul
Promise you'll never let me go...
Well I made another about 11:11 but it's different.
 Feb 2015 Oliver Sireen
Tupelo
It's been awhile now,
Since I have sang my sins,
Even after a thousand broken hymns,
I still reside on my knees,
Praying to an unfamiliar face,
Studying the sound of your scripture,
I followed the rules and everything,
But still I reside on my knees,
Hoping that one day my thoughts will clear,
And your name will shine from my tongue
 Jan 2015 Oliver Sireen
D W
CECILIA
 Jan 2015 Oliver Sireen
D W
She woke up helpless and had no clue,
-What time it was- or what to vainly do,
She could never see, but hear their steps,
Chime in that vacant dark hall,

She wanted to speak it loud, to scream,
She couldn't wait seekinga  light beam,
She wanted to know any whereabouts,
She wanted to **** all wonders and doubts,
'' Where am I?" said she.

She knew everything but what was happening,
She knew everything, but all was vaguely dark,
This **** food she shared with a rat,
Which, she ironically named and jack,

Jack, he, who happens to be full of romance,
He, who happens to be a charming prince,
He, who happens to come on a white horse,
Recklessly swinging his sword cutting their heads,
He who used to passionately kiss her lips,
Making her heart melt within a glimpse,
He who happens to be a lover never seen again,
They took her soul when taking him away,
She was a mere corpse, already dead.

Suddenly,
the door of the cell was slammed in a burst,
Voilently opened erupting the floor's dust,
They were there, executioners and a grumpy priest,
Light has made her blind, that beam of light,
Which she has always  eagerly sought,
She went blind, for a while, until she reached the mighty blade of the guillotine.*

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With every tick you will find,
The deterioration of your mind.
You will think and wonder why,
But your thoughts will fail you.

With every step you will say,
How did my walk become this way?
Even when you go to play,
You cannot stop the different sway.

And when you look in the mirror you will find,
A stranger like you with your piece of mind.
With your eyes, your mouth,
But not your expression

The person you were is nothing but a memory.
Changed and lost,
In a different conformity.
~Sage C~
 Jan 2015 Oliver Sireen
Tanner C
This Place is Dark

Blacker than Black

Light no longer lives

In the Emptiness of Space

My Chances seem slim

Close to Zero

Nowhere to Run

Nowhere to Hide

Alone and Afraid

Scared to speak

Someone Help Me

Save Me

Exposed on all Fronts

Is this how I Die?

My Soul feels empty

My Body Hollow

I'm Alone in my Mind
Down and Down she will go
Crashing and falling without her soul
Thinking and thinking while she falls
Without her heart she lost it all...

How did you want this to end?
Without a blemish,
Without a bend.
Something you could forever cherish.  

But that isn't how it went.
Without love her heart is bent
Without this, her soul is sent
Without him, her life is spent
~Sage C~
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