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 Apr 2014 Angelina
Clare
the thought of him falling for a girl
who doesn't see the sun rise
when she looks in his eyes
or feel galaxies forming underneath his fingertips
when he holds her while she cries
***** the air right out of my lungs.
because there is an entire universe inside of that boy,
and he deserves someone who sees it.
60 Seconds of Anger is
60 Seconds of Happiness
you've stolen from yourself.
 Apr 2014 Angelina
y i k e s
Drugs
 Apr 2014 Angelina
y i k e s
you're the worst kind of drug

and i want to you in every way possible

smoke, inhale, snort, injection

and i want to get

*addicted
 Apr 2014 Angelina
KILLME
Not Enough
 Apr 2014 Angelina
KILLME
It's not enough to be a dreamer.
It's not enough to try and fail.
To give up before you win,
no matter how hard you tried

still makes you a loser.
Still makes me a loser.
 Apr 2014 Angelina
Weariness
Above the scarlet oceans,
above the crimson sands,
I stand high upon divinity,
and witness the fate of tortured lands.

Fires burning to the West,
heaped bodies to the East,
cities fall like crumbling cancers,
the work of Man, a savage beast.

Beauty gone from Paradise,
the survivors live in squalor,
ashen forests smoulder,
as I peer upon this horror.

My glassy eyes survey the ruins,
of a town I used to know,
many bloated, torn, familiar faces,
what have they left to show?

"Lucifer where have you gone?
This is our time of need."
I ask you this but all you say is:
"When I warned you would not heed."


© Copyright Mr. James P Machen 26/08/2014 for viewing only. May not be replicated.
© Copyright Mr. James P Machen 26/08/2014 for viewing only. May not be replicated.
there are rumors
about me
loving you

people must have gathered
my thoughts
my longings
sweet desires

like feathers
flowing on my breath

into one direction…….
 Apr 2014 Angelina
Leah McGuire
She told you she was sad and you told her she was the sun. Warm rays penetrating your skin making you feel happy and free, but when the sun stopped shinning so did you

She told you she stopped eating and you told her she was a flower. Unique and beautiful in the most imperfect way, but when the flower wilted away so did you

She told you she cut and you told her she was a river. Winding and twisting creating deep cannons all over the earth, but when her rivers over flooded you drowned in them

She told you in her note she was sorry and you wanted to tell her she was the sunset. Breath taking and colorful, never being able to see her true beauty, but this time the sun set and never rose again.
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