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 Jun 2018 Alex B
eileen
Fowards
 Jun 2018 Alex B
eileen
Drinking milk
white as the moon

I've stopped asking
where you go

no matter how far away
whatever time

I'll fill the blank pages
to our lost stories

no matter if you're gone
if you'll never come back

I won't stop loving

hard to accept
I still can't sleep early

where you stay
I'll always look forward to the morning

I'll treasure our moments
I'll fill the blank pages

You're intertwined
now in my heart
 Jun 2018 Alex B
shakila
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
the house is pretty
and so are you.

Orchids are white,
ghost ones are rare,
marbles are shiny
and so is your hair.

Magnolia grows,
with buds like eggs,
the leather is tanned
and so are your legs.

Sunflowers reach,
up to the skies,
your sunlight is dazzling
and so are your eyes.

Fox gloves in hedges,
surround the farms,
the return is safe
and so are your arms.

Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
relations are friendly
and so is your smile.

A Rose is beautiful
just like you.
 Jun 2018 Alex B
mel
(all)ow(in)g
 Jun 2018 Alex B
mel
i’m finding
that it is ok
you know?
to let it all go
to let things be
& let yourself grow
to trust the unknown
know that you’re not alone
you’re enough on your own
*~its engraved in your bones~*
 Jun 2018 Alex B
Alex Zawistowski
The darkness sustains even through my attack
Barriers won’t hold when depression fights back
I try to feel something but still I stay void
As if there is nothing I’ve been left destroyed
Sometimes I try to feel, but often I am left in a void of nothing. It is a darkness I cannot escape.
 Jun 2018 Alex B
Maggie Morris
don't whine precious
you wrench her bones
they break silently

some ask why.

she hasn't the courage to budge.
you. took. her.
 Jun 2018 Alex B
Amanda Kay Burke
Night came and swept your soul away
Staring at space left behind
The depth of your vacant body is heavy
Wish I had the strength to save your sick tortured mind
Written 6-20-18
 Jun 2018 Alex B
She Writes
Swim
 Jun 2018 Alex B
She Writes
I bite my lip
Until I bleed
To prevent my thoughts
From pouring out
Drowning you
Before we have a chance
To swim
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