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  Aug 2015 Sannie
its gonna make sense
~
of all the words and letters
if
is the hardest word to achieve*

©IGMS
if only there was you and me
  Aug 2015 Sannie
its gonna make sense
every letter in my poems
has been carved from the contents inside my heart
with every dancing lines and singing words
exposed sorrows
every lyrics portrayed loneliness
akin to the approaching rain
rain that has been hiding from the sky
that will come out when the sky cannot hold the weight anymore
yes
this is just a piece of paper that i use
to be written with my bleeding pen and make the blood as an ink
blood that came from my heart
i wish you will know that you are the reason
why i write these ****** letters
you are the reason why these poems has been crying
you are the reason why there are teardrops on my poems
teardrops that i use to erase this loneliness
but i didn't expect that these papers will be broken
to the point that you cannot see the line anymore
the line that says
"i love you"

©IGMS
but what would be the reason that you will see
there is already an owner of your heart
i'm hoping that this loneliness will fade through time
and i will make a new poem
and you are not the reason anymore
why my poems was crying
not with loneliness
but my poem will cry
because of
joy
  Aug 2015 Sannie
C J Baxter
Let this be the verse that lives forever.
When mountains have crumbled, and dry lies the river
in it's once plentiful and loving banks.  
Look to this verse, and keep your thanks,
but give your love and time, and undying fervour
of spirit that lets the mind find many splendour
in the dullest of things.

Beauty is bottomless, boldness is boring,
subtlety is king, and patience is adoring.
The mind is an ally, a fearful old rival.
Let this be the verse of the young minds revival.
Sannie Aug 2015
I can not describe how good it feels to fall asleep in your arms.
But I will try to anyways...
Sleeping next to you is what I imagine death will be like.
Now I know that sounds harsh, but think of it this way.
Whenever I lay next to you, my heartbeat slows down bit by bit.
My eyes close and my mind finally stops running.
I feel safe and loved and that's how I would want my death to be.
But sleeping next to you is also very dangerous.
It is like an addiction to me.
Because everytime I sleep next to you, it gets harder to fall asleep on my own.
Sannie Aug 2015
You were red,
you liked me
because I was blue.

You touched me and I became
a lilac sky, and you
decided purple just wasn't for you.
Sannie Aug 2015
My body,
is not flawless.
My wrists,
have little lines on it like ****** rivers.
My hair,
is a mess in where you can find my unspoken words when you untangle it.
My eyes,
have an undefined color and have seen things they should not have seen
My lips,
are pouty and will probably stay put on yours.
My body,
is not flawless.
But if you want it,
it will be yours.
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