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 Jun 2016 Amelia
Forgotten Memory
Memory that I have forgotten
Why do you seek to be remembered
When you're allowed an eternal rest
Because of the connection severed

Yet, continuing to rebuild a bridge
You aim to come back inside
Even though my head is painful
You refuse to say good-bye

When I try to push you out
You stand your ground  profound
When I refuse to remember you
You choose to stick around

I begin to wonder why you can't stop
And leave me where I lay
Even now you cradle me with feelings
No matter what I say

Maybe after all this time that's passed
I've been thinking completely wrong
All these times I swore I was empty
You were there for me all along

Memory that I now remember
I'm sorry for what I've done
I promise to cherish you all my life
My heart is what you've won
Treasure your  memories for they make you who you are, and even if they are painful, they are something that is special to you, something nobody else could ever have, something that makes you the special person you are~
shadows deepening
snow topped indigo mountains
flamingo pink skies
camped by a glacial lake
watching the end of the day
a single ****** swims past
its wake a thin silver line
then a loon calls from far off
and my heart disentangles
as the universe floods in
and washes away my pain
in a deep ocean of stars
bliss incandescent
Choka
 Jun 2016 Amelia
Dana Colgan
Strobes of light bounce around you
And the forces keep pulling me in.
Im out of my depth in this moment,
But the forces keep pulling me in.

The mystery compels me forward
And the shadow keeps me away.
Out of the darkness you appeared
To take me to solace once more.

Passion seeps from your words,
And the forces keep pulling me in.
Im scared to let myself go,
But the forces keep pulling me in.
 Jun 2016 Amelia
Sandoval
you;
 Jun 2016 Amelia
Sandoval
I had daydreams about you. White like the crest of a wave,

sweet like the waters of a lake.  Free like the rays of the moon on

your soul.

*-Sandoval
I have been up many a night
Yet I still don't know why
Those that I love so very much
Want so desperately to die

*The Suicide Diaries
 Jun 2016 Amelia
Prathipa Nair
Swinging on a pleasant evening
Yellow golden flowers dropping on me
Grandfather's white beard,
Came flying to me, the pappus
Blowing it up with a smile
Excited to bring out the antlions
Caught some red ants being their prey
Dropping them on their sand pits
Waiting to see them come out
Orange-red jungle flame flowers
Inviting me to have a sip of honey from it
Aimed some mangoes with my catapult
Ate them dipping in a mixture of salt and chilli powder
There came a gorgeous blue butterfly
Challenging me to catch it
Tired after all these activities
Back to my swing, to and fro
Flying high with a feel to touch the sky
It was my unforgettable evening !

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