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  Nov 2016 Alleigh Peterson
dye
the sky bled pastel;
the angels must be stabbing
each other again.
  Nov 2016 Alleigh Peterson
chris
IT’S 2:38 AM BUT I NEVER SLEEP
ANYMORE BECAUSE
OVERTIME I CLOSE MY EYES
YOUR PICTURE BURNS IN MY
EYELIDS AND THE THOUGHT
OF YOU SITS IN THE BACK
OF MY BRAIN
  Nov 2016 Alleigh Peterson
chris
I would tell you that you were
beautiful but that is such an
understatement because your
beauty is indescribable
  Nov 2016 Alleigh Peterson
chris
v
it’s hard to wake up
from a nightmare
if you aren’t even
asleep
Our love is a poem
The one you think up
Suddenly
Beautifully
Perfectly
But you never dare write
Shared on Hello Poetry on October 26,2016
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  Oct 2016 Alleigh Peterson
nivek
pictures emblazoned from mind to tee-shirt
ripped through love and sweat
our skin flakes a witness to our touch
I loved you then and there, naked ******* and curved hips
we fell deep into a drug induced coma for a full ten years
my angled frame nestled within your dream
and my dream welded with yours we sailed the sky
making love with the air we breathed into each others mind
we took another tab and flew away from all the ******* we ever made
and never came back but we said goodbye there, finally, for the last time.
  Oct 2016 Alleigh Peterson
kailasha
I've heard people who are away from each other say-
"at least we're under the same sky"

but we're not,
because it doesn't rain here the way it does back home,
the sun isn't warm enough to tingle my bones.
the sky here bends to meet buildings and towers,
not the hills and mountains and their wonder

So I say-
*"but we're not. the sky here is different."
college life isn't as fun as i thought it'd be.
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