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There are sins of ømission
And there's sins of **comission
 May 2015 AFJ
Dhaye Margaux
What I know about love is...

It is divine
It wasn't made by God to hurt
So if one is being hurt in a relationship
It's not love anyway
Sacrifice is different from masochism
Love is not abusive
Love always understands
While leads into the right track
Love is never selfish
It always think more of others' than oneself
And most of all
Love is faithful
Sure :)
 May 2015 AFJ
Jill Ann
Him
 May 2015 AFJ
Jill Ann
Him
His eyes.
One glance from Him started a fire in me that I wished not to put out.
Burn.
I wanted to burn.
One touch from Him eased my restless mind,
I unraveled in His arms.
My once guarded heart unshackled itself from the prison I enslaved it.
He was my castle. My stronghold. My fortress.

Time.
1,000 years would not be nearly enough time with Him.
I wanted to devour Him every second of every day.
His scent replaced the air I breathe.

He knows not of my love.
What I feel can never be put into words.

Although I wanted to scream as loud as humanly possible. I love you. You. You brilliant, magnificent, mystical, devastatingly beautiful, irresistible, captivating man you. I love you.
But my lips fell silent.
I wonder if He knew.
I wonder if He could feel my thoughts caressing his soul.

His heartbeat.
I miss His heartbeat.
That's when I felt the closest to Him.
In that stillness.
Feeling his chest rise and fall, His heart singing my favorite lullaby.
I long for it now.

More than anything.
 May 2015 AFJ
Ebony Black
She waited
He came
Making lifetime memories

He left
She cried
Falling into memories

She moved on
He came back
Missing those memories

He waited
She walked away
Lost all memories
#memories #lifetime #lost #gone #spilledInk
 May 2015 AFJ
Taylor Lynn
Fear
 May 2015 AFJ
Taylor Lynn
I do not fear death,
no not one bit,
for death has been by my side.

No what I fear the most,
is life its self.
How strange isn't it?
That a young girl who has hardly lived,
fears life already?

You see I fear losing people,
people who have become so close to me,
people who have meant the world to me.
Because you see all those people,
that I have ever let into my life,
or get anywhere close to me,
they left…
they always do.

I fear being the one to always ruin things,
because I always do,
its always me.
I am always the one to blame,
I fear messing anything and everything up,
and ruining something close to me.
I've become pretty good at that….

I fear the feeling of
sorrow,
betrayal,
loss,
pain,
worthlessness,
and the feeling of all the blame.

I fear that one day,
I'll be left alone with no one by my side,
because of my fear,
of ever letting anyone in.
I fear that it is always my fault.

Or what about the fear,
of everything you became accustomed too,
being ripped away and having to start new?
Or every plan you ever had for your future,
come crashing down?

I fear the constant linger,
of a dark shadow over me constantly without my consent.
Or the fear of my constant anxious self,
and how I skip a few breaths,
or the cuts and scrapes amongst my skin.

In those moments I fear myself,
and what I could do,
for I am a child,
who has experienced pain and sorrow,
happiness and laughter,
loss and death,
fear and anger,
betrayal and hurt,
and yet I am a child,
who fears life more than death.
T.B.
 May 2015 AFJ
Aditi
Why is it
 May 2015 AFJ
Aditi
Why is it
That you only look
for stars
When there is no moon
And it is dark

Why is it
That you only know
what you had
When it is time
to say goodbye

Why is it
That the things we have
Always have to wait
While we seek the things
We might never get

Why is it
Among the greenery
of the spring
We forget about the autumn leaves that flew away

Why Is it
I have always grieved
for loss more strongly
than I ever
Felt the love

Why is it
That I always write about things
When it is a little too late
And they are already gone;
Their meanings belittled



Why is it
We are too busy wondering
why someone loves us
Instead of confessing
we feel the same


Why is it
We stare at a moment
till it slips
right out of  our hand
And blurs into a forlorn memory


Why Is it
That we wait
to be sure
Till a chance becomes
another what if
I miss you, grandpa. So much more everyday.
 May 2015 AFJ
Julie Butler
come home
 May 2015 AFJ
Julie Butler
I lay my lighter on the title written Fire
I crawl inside a bedded box
relieve my body of attire
I tend to sleep on the right half
(the left half needs sweeping)
I need to quit seeing you lying there
I need to quit this all-night-drinking

Now who's thinking for me while I think about you ?
certainly not the same brain
that's been trained
to think things t h r o u g h


what do I do now
wanting to do you
do I
sit sit in this room  
& bang myself blue ?
do I do myself stupid
or ask again what to do ?


I am through with it
i'm through
I know just what to do
busting through lust's must
I get fronted by the view
*this front of you
away
 May 2015 AFJ
Dhaye Margaux
yay! I so love this feeling
it was a beautiful evening
much hugs and kisses from you, my darling
until now, I can't stop myself from reminiscing
sweet memories are unending
Hugs and kisses <3
I want to say "I love you"
But I settle for "Goodnight and sweet dreams"
Because loving means falling
And I have a fear of heights.
Pro to dating me:
I'll probably end up writing stupid, sappy and corny love poems for/about you.
Con to dating me:
I probably end up delaying everything else to write that one poem so I eventually end up drowning in work.
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Rock N Roll by Avril Lavigne
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