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 Aug 2015 Jason
Disappear here
one day you'll meet a person wearing an orange shirt

and even though you used to hate orange

now you find yourself noticing that it has become the colour of your world.
 Aug 2015 Jason
L
10w
 Aug 2015 Jason
L
10w
Your silence speaks volumes - you are worried it's about you.
It probably is

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Leigh
 Aug 2015 Jason
M
Untitled
 Aug 2015 Jason
M
no matter how long I force myself to stay asleep
the answer isn't in the dream.
 Aug 2015 Jason
Kimberly Lore
Please
 Aug 2015 Jason
Kimberly Lore
Please, do not ask me about love
It is not for lack of willingness
But I do not know it
I have been a little too sheltered
A little too isolated to know it
Some tell me it it painful
"Be grateful"
It appears to be fickle
And often quick to depart
When it finds me
I pray that it is substantial and understanding
and worth it

Please do not ask me about love
I have yet to meet him
 Aug 2015 Jason
Jessica Evans
I miss the stars
The way they used
To shine over my house.
I could lay out there for hours
Making up constellations
wishing for better days.

But alas
my wishes came true
in a city without stars,
And I'm making up constellations
From the freckles on your skin.

The hours are now spent
lying with you
Under a dark sky.
Yes I still miss the stars
But there's beauty in
Orlando Lights
on paper this looks so pretty, it made an oval :(
 Aug 2015 Jason
Maxwell
I placed you in my mind,
and from my dreams I got blind.
Then I placed you in my heart,
living my life, again I start.
I'm doing well now. How about you, love?
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