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 Feb 2018 Swathilris
Mohd Arshad
I loved Fear and he loved me;
Our love was greater than fear!
so happy
so happ
so hap
so ha
so h
so
s
su
sui
suic
suici
suicid
suicida
suicidal
edit: thank you for all your feedback, it is nice to hear support as well!
 Feb 2018 Swathilris
kaj
ew you’re on your period
that’s disgusting
and whenever i get a "feminine product"
i have to hide it deep down where nobody sees it
but you see
we live in a world where our own girls are getting *****
i’m a girl, not a *** object
but in the eyes of a ****** that is
exactly
what
i am
but i’m not an object
i am a person
i am a life giver
just imagine if men were as disgusted in **** as they are with periods
in the sixth grade
when the word period was mentioned
the whole room would burst out in laughter
i am a girl
my lady bits bleed
and that’s what makes me strong
and that’s what makes me a young woman
and that’s what will make me a mother one day
so ew you’re on your period
that’s disgusting
is not an insult to me
 Feb 2018 Swathilris
Jasmine
I don’t know how to write

I only know how to feel, how to bleed

The red seeps into the page

Then somehow sentences are formed

Someone finds it, in a dusty wooden chest

In the back of the room

It’s been hidden, untouched, for years, and I didn’t know there was anyone else left

Somehow my heart isn’t the only one beating
 Feb 2018 Swathilris
lu
sorry.
 Feb 2018 Swathilris
lu
i know i probably scared you,
or annoyed you,
or simply bored you.
i never wanted to,
it was the last thing i wanted to do.

i’m sorry.
The amber light,
In the darkened room.
A silhouette,
Of me and you.

As two dark shadows,
Synchronize,
In a dance of passion,
While the bodies lie.

The heated room,
Has come alive,
As the lovers swim,
Into the night divine.

The bodies shiver,
Into a tighter hug,
As the shadows quiver,
With the waltz of love.

Passion they say,
Never sleeps,
Love they know,
Is forever on its feet.

These two lovers,
Will never know,
As their bodies tire,
The souls never slow.

— The End —