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I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
Kieran
With his eyes kissing your naked soul
In his form of perfection
The Devil will simply say

'I love you'

Forever? He won't
But his words
remain eternally engraved

Imprisoned in his decayed book of names
Your punishment awaits you
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
Kieran
Abuse
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
Kieran
So, you knew my story
You knew my truth
But you still stared into my eyes
You still screamed abuse
You said I needed help
You said I was jealous
You now say
You see my growth, now you're envious?

But I listened to your story
I believed in your 'truth'
So I didn't love wearing your eyes that day
when you screamed the word abuse
I mourned many nights as I sought the help
I then remembered dishonesty left me 'jealous'
I now say
I feel my growth, so don't be envious.

So now know when I saw you as my muse
You had mistaken me for a mirror when you screamed

'Abuse'.
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
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Rogue
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
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If parallel universes are true
I will find the one
where I'll end up with you
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
Kieran
Your silence welcomes my anxiety
But your smile brings me joy
No one tells you the dark side of love
They never told me I’d be your toy
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
Lewis Hyden
'Private Messages'
are now called
'Direct Messages'.

Maybe it's because
They're not quite so
'Private', anymore.
That's mildly worrying.
(Not my idea but still worth writing about.)
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
Aayasha khan
Papa
The one who held on to us
In times good and rough
Placed all our needs on his shoulders
Made us into tough little soldiers

Papa
Never tired is he
Nor sleep does prevail him
Kills all his days to make ours bright
Our eternal light

Papa
The epitome of love
A blessing from above
Leaves behind all his desires for ours
His sacrifices can't be told in mere words

Papa
Someday I will be like you
Loving everyone true
Binding through trust and care
A family we will all bear
Love  you dad
 Nov 2018 Woodweaver
Aayasha khan
Life is not a fairy tale,
You don't come alive after true loves first kiss.
You stab yourself to sleep each day,
Just to get up and see your pillow soaked with broken dreams.
Tears of sadness untouchable through and through.
A million promises made due,
Of the infinite love of me and you.
We all do love, loose and learn
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