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 Oct 2014 Andrea
filipa pires
tears
 Oct 2014 Andrea
filipa pires
one tear
two tears
three tears
stop.
i'm empty, all the tears are gone. now,
i'm lonely. left to die, with no more but a lost soul.
and dried tears.
i feel like crying. but i can't.
i try to scream.
it hurts.
i'm surrounded by the emptiness, the loneliness.
why can't i scream?
or at least,
to try,
to forget,
to swim in the lost tears.
to tying myself and
than untie.
i want to die.
and,
the last tear
drops.
 Oct 2014 Andrea
Brandon Corrie
You're so bad at hiding feelings.
But this you hide from me.
You stopped wearing your heart
On your sleeves for me to read.
Now I have to ask.

Maybe you're not hiding
And I'm the one in love.
I promised I wouldn't fall for you
And crash into your timid heart
With nothing to break my fall.

I'd feel your heartbeat
Shaking me like an earthquake
And I wouldn't know
If you're infatuated Or afraid.
We both don't understand you.

But all I know for sure is this
That It has nothing to do with me
Because I fell in love with a sad girl.
We fall in love too quickly
*We’re inexperienced in this life
We know not of the hurt
Because the pain escapes our sight
We continue to get hurt
As we search for what is right
We’re all seeking happiness
So we give love another try

 Oct 2014 Andrea
Emily Dickinson
376

Of Course—I prayed—
And did God Care?
He cared as much as on the Air
A Bird—had stamped her foot—
And cried “Give Me”—
My Reason—Life—
I had not had—but for Yourself—
’Twere better Charity
To leave me in the Atom’s Tomb—
Merry, and Nought, and gay, and numb—
Than this smart Misery.
 Oct 2014 Andrea
Ey
I notice everything
And by everything, I literally mean everything
I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to
I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing
I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do
I notice when things change, and when it's no longer the same
I notice every single little detail
I just don't say anything
-Anonymous
 Oct 2014 Andrea
Mr Bigglesworth
The problem with Orange
Is nothing will rhyme
So instead of an Orange
I'll write about Lime.

— The End —