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my heart is drenched
in flame
my heart
has gone
way  beyond
what you  so rightly call
shame.
 3h Ezekiel
Day
the sky is pretty tonight
and clouds stretch across the sky like a hand
reaching for the stars
i cannot see the moon
But I see you
and your light shines brighter than
any moon or star
You are My sun
i turn, like a sunflower
to follow each of your footsteps
always facing, always reaching
never growing closer
but the sky is pretty tonight
And i will rest my head on your arms
and wish on shooting stars for a day
the sun will return my affection
and dream of fields of wild sunflowers
in bright summer light
Love is a chasm
with one hell
of a pitfall.
A tooth
that aches
constantly.
A beating wing
of tummy butterflies.
A desire for softly warm
like fingers.
 3h Ezekiel
Ash
to be lonely
for you only
dying for you slowly
crying alone
lonely
let me by


everyones broke, dont understand
everyones broke, dont understand
let me by,
let me by

time flies
in the dark
like a shadow
through my soul
in an earth
that is cold
in a world
that is bold

no one to hear;
no one to hold
i am whats left
of their jagged mold
i feel old,
feel like stone
all i am
is skin and bone

everyones broke, dont understand
everyones broke, dont understand
so let me by,
let me by
 3h Ezekiel
Mira
I'm pretty sure everything I say
is just a quiet cry for help.
I express my joy, a smile on my face—
but if you read between the lines,
you'll see me melt.

I mask my pity in beautiful words,
my word *****—
strung into sonnets,
and called art.

I beg them to read,
to open their eyes and see,

to hear at my pleas—
look at me, and weep.

But I'm a pathetic poet,
I yearn to be understood.
Yet, they only read my work,
and call it good.
I wish I could take others' pain upon myself
So that my suffering wasn't so useless
My first poem here hello

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