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 Jun 2020 Rupert Pip
ultraviolet
Dating me is left-over pizza at 2 a.m.
Hope you don't care.
there was no going back
from the spark between us
for a love of such power
never strikes twice
have you ever felt a love of such power?
 Jun 2020 Rupert Pip
Zia
Blessed
 Jun 2020 Rupert Pip
Zia
You came as a surprise
And made me realise
that on earth there’s paradise
I just have to look in your eyes
and feel how blessed am I
I fail all the great writers and all the great speakers when I believe that my voice doesn't matter.
I fail myself when I put it in my mind that I'm incapable of change, change in myself and in the society.
I am a disgrace to myself when I let all the evil and vices consume me with their shallow darkness.
I am a sinner if I let one misdeed around me tip me off the edge.
I will be guilty when I let someone else's hostility towards me disturb my tranquility.

Yet I know I can be saved,
My mind is a weapon that's what I believe
It can be lethal or it can be a treat,
I have to shape it in a figure I please but that which does not get the better of me.
I am the savior and I am the destroyer of my own conscience.
I must have the faith and courage to face myself and that's when I will be ready to face the evil.
 Jun 2020 Rupert Pip
Emilia B
Ocean
 Jun 2020 Rupert Pip
Emilia B
I’m sorry if I hurt you
but it works both ways
We have to move on
Carry on with our days
Life isn’t simple
Until you look out into the waves
How can you read
a history book
With all the blood
on the pages?
...
 May 2020 Rupert Pip
Ellie Sutton
Tick, tock, tick, tock
Why
Won't
The clock stop?

Tock, tick, tock, tick
Memories?
Nature's trick
3am thoughts
 May 2020 Rupert Pip
Ellie Sutton
Is it love?
Or do I simply long
For the touch of your tongue on my scorched skin
Is it wrong
That I crave and resent you
With equal measure?
I am at leisure
To act as I choose
Yet I am bound
Beguiled
Bruised.
Bewitched by the kiss
By the touch
That was too much
For either of us to bear;
It ought've remained a fantasy
But your 'love' is addictive
A single drop of water for my parched soul;
It makes me whole
Though the pieces match imperfectly.

My self-preserving hands push you away,
But your heart-stopping gaze moves me to stay.
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