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Zoe Dec 2011
intense
means nothing now
as if the word doesn't even exist
intense
there is too much
too much to the extent that
it lost its meaning
intense
people
feelings
natural disasters
intense
it was used too often
now it means nothing
Zoe Dec 2011
the morning dew
taking away the night terrors
the afternoon blaze
taking away the morning grog
the evening muse
taking away the afternoon stress
the nighttime terrors
taking away the days sanity
Zoe Dec 2011
a minute
feeling like an hour
changes your life forever
for that moment
an hour
feeling like a minute
changes your mood for only seconds
good to bad
bad always lasts
Zoe Dec 2011
boiling
boiling
like no other feeling
a volcano erupting
in the very pit of sanity
boiling
boiling
no cooling system around
just piles
and piles
of worn out ****
boiling
boiling
the eruption
like a tantrum
wipes out all who is around
no where for them to go
just let the ashes envelope them
and **** them
boiling boiling
the erupting volcano
never rests
Zoe Dec 2011
i feel like a child
a spoiled child
who wants what they cant have
its childish
and naive
but its how i feel
your like a piece of candy
like caramel
or taffy
i want the caramel
but no one will give it to me
so i have my fit
and hopefully grow up
im like a child
and your the dreamy piece of candy
Zoe Dec 2011
i can see
but cannot touch
as if i were in a museum
and you
yes you
would be behind the bullet proof glass
safely placed
for display only
so beautiful
yet fragile
so passionate
yet weak
i want to break the glass
to be with you
to talk with you
to hold you
but again
its as if im in a museum
and your behind the bullet proof glass
i can look
but cannot touch
Zoe Dec 2011
out in the field
with the dreams swarming
and the eyes closing
the girl falls asleep
with the dreams of a child
the women wakes up
and the eyes so mature
she lives
a life of dreams
with a laugh so strong
and a heart so warm
this way of life
is my dream
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