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 Jul 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
Natasha
My
            Arms


   Legs


Hands
                      Can

  Show

              You

                           Where

I've                    Been


Not
    


            Only

     Where


The
                   Blade


Pressed

                 Close




But


               Where

The              
                       Needles
      
                                                         Broke
      
                                                                                Skin.
 Jul 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
mc
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 Jul 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
mc
I feel like I'm screaming into the emptiness
and no one
not even my own echo
is there to keep me sane
and hold me when
the darks get darker
and the pain won't fade
The words just won't flow
Because no words could ever compare
To the beauty of your touch
And the music of your voice
In my head
In my bed
Laying next to me
Not speaking a word
But, you're all I hear
At night when we're asleep
And we're wandering in dreams
That's the way it seems
We're wandering in a dream
That happens to be reality
But, if it's a dream
Please don't wake me
Because I am so happy
To call you my best friend
To feel your comfort
To laugh when we're stupid
So hard I cry sometimes.

The words come and go
So many words and so many thoughts
It's hard to pick through them
But, my best, I will try for you
Because you deserve it
And so do I
You know what I deserve
And I know what you need
It's so crazy that I didn't believe
I never believed what I couldn't see
But, I see you
And that gives me enough belief
To renew this faith
A new lease on life
That's what we are
Happy alone
But, better together
That's what we are
And this will only get better.
 Jul 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
Natasha
Mentioning old habits, (even in light conversation)
Makes me
Crave.  

            -*only those who have seen the monster       themselves will know how awful this feeling is
 Jul 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
Madison
(:
 Jul 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
Madison
(:
http://hellopoetry.com/-ronnie-corbin/

This isn't a poem but,
I love his poetry & I feel like his work should be viewed more so ...
Go check him out c:
 Jul 2013 PoetWhoKnowIt
Emma B
Driving along an empty street
at 6pm you
reach the beach.
The sun is halfway set.
You sit there and watch it sink into the ocean.
you think it's gone but then you remember
something you read a long time ago.
You run up to the lifeguard tower
and climb to the top.
When you get there, you can see
a sliver of the sun, setting again.

Nothing is ever gone if you remember
to change your perspective.
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