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 Jan 2017 Pauline Morris
Loveless
There are a few things in the world
That wave between light and darkness.
Such things allure me
I've some unknown hunger for them
Like a monster
It's neither an angel
Nor a devil
But it still is
Like a black rose
Rose is a symbol of goodness
Yet its stained in darkness
And it blooms as black
These things captivate me
Like a charmer captivating it's prey
I wonder about them all the time
I guess after all
I'm like them
I don't know if it makes sense. I just wanted to pen it down.
The choice between going on or circling around
Spins around the same age long question
To let the fear run the course
Of life destined to end
As you are fearful and small
Or to conquer your destiny
As you fear
Always in the back of your humanity
And none of it comes down to
Anything primitive at all
I was just five
You, in the Stars
Unlocking secret plans.
My young heart
Racing with wonder,
In a world —
Beyond my
understanding.
Imprinted on my mind,
Sweet Princess.
I will never forget.
RIP Carrie Fisher.
**** every minute
**** every day
**** the exits
**** finding a way
**** your agenda
**** all your lies
**** your true face
**** your disguise
**** the liberals
**** Donald Trump
**** building your wall
you ignorant chump
**** the hate you inspired
**** the love that fell flat
**** taking our heroes
We're all tired of that
**** the hope that expired
**** the future unseen
But most of all —
**** 2016
I h8 2016.
It is easy to feel distant
At 5:55am,
My head a little sickly
My eyes like holes in snow.
Lights still out.
No history is made
Nothing yet laid out
in cold stone.
It's okay to feel alone
When you're a million
miles from home.
Hurt is just a metaphor
For paths we didn't take,
Each and every thought you have
Are just Godless mistakes.
We're unloved and empty
It's a fact you fail to see,
We're just little boats
Floating on a mighty sea.
 Jan 2017 Pauline Morris
Dipansh
Not the sweetest kiss.
Nor heated embrace
Taste of thy fount of life
Nor thy ***** I'll miss.

Thou art exquisitely beautiful.
A mere touch might soil thee
All I want.. All I need.. All I crave
Is for thee to love me n only me
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