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 Sep 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
Emma B
The waves of the ocean
do not compare to the tides in my heart
Gravity is so forceful
that I see stars grow closer
and then slide away
in a fraction
of a heartbeat.
I can move stars closer to my heart
but you stay put.
Perhaps we're from different worlds
different stars.
 Sep 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
shaqila
Who am I to want more
than you can give?
lustrous colors drip.
mixing, melting, marbling.
go down the drain. paint.
I love you, but you need to leave

I’ll see you again, I hope the things

you witness change you for the better

I thought I needed you,

but time and distance and
manipulation change things,

its only the same if I’m alone with you,
you put on a show when everyone else is around and the feeling completely disappears

I always try to tell myself you love me,
but you’re too cold for the kind of affection I need,

I don’t just want to tell you all the ****** up things I’ve felt and thought in the past three years, I want you to actually listen

If things hasn’t changed you’d have driven me insane, and I’ve already done that to myself enough.

- S.G.
The eye of the storm sighs-
An unusual sight to see.
A weary-eyed hurricane approaching me grievously.
Howling heartaches with tremendous teardrops.

So what was I to do?
Ignore the devastation's depression?
Storm out on the disastrous typhoon
And let it persist pessimistically?

So I sighed back.
Restoring strength to the hopeless traveler.
Making amends for the countless barricades set
For the storm that just needed to open up.
Use the anger
Use the hate
Of every burnout
That was ever late
All the leather
Every punk
Can raise their fist
And shake things up
 Sep 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
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