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i am not in love,
nor am i out of love, just
stuck in the middle.
 Apr 2014 Mrs Ashley Somebody
i
blink once
you have everything you need,
blink twice
the person you love
the most is next to you,
blink thrice
your love is slowly
distancing away from you,
blink four times
everything you had is now
gone,
blink five times
you're watching as your happy
life is slowly turning
into a dull one,
*and you can do nothing to
change it,
this poem is about
how time flies and that life is short,
because with the blink of an eye,
your whole life can change.
When I lay upon my bed, I pray.
When I awaken in the dawn, I pray.
My comfort is found in my prayer.
When my time has come and my days are ended,
then, and only then, I will stop praying.
For my prayer has finally been answered.
What do you mean, vampires aren't real?
Have you not seen what my love eats as his meal?
It is my pure heart, and the blood that runs through my veins.
He feeds off my innocence, leaving the napkins with red stains.

What do you mean, warlocks are fake?
Haven't you seen my love when he makes a mistake?
He uses spells and words of wonder to make me forget
all of the pain that he's caused me, all my years of regret.

What do you mean, werewolves are only from tales?
Haven't you heard my love when he howls and wails?
Late at night when the moon is full
his claws are bared at me as he scolds, kicks and pulls.

What do you mean, ghosts don't exist?
Don't know you it is the ghost of my love whom I truly miss?
When he returns home from work with red lipstick on his tie,
I know his spirit is elsewhere, for the light has left from his eyes.

What do you mean, you don't believe in magic?
Don't you know it is the only thing that could cause all of this havoc?
Only something supernatural, something beyond this realm
could make me stay with a man who was rooted from hell.
"What do you mean, trusting in the Doctor is a last resort?
Don't you know only a Doctor could heal this hurt?
Only a Love that knows no limits
could change a heart so close to a cynic. "
The lines above are a lovely addition from Ashley Spence, who writes beautiful poetry which I am glad  is now part of my own.
**
you're not your hair:
you can cut it dye it curl it straighten it shave it bend it twist it;

you're not your face:
you can hide it under layers of make-up you can put on lenses you can change your face in a matter of minutes;

you're not your skin:
you can cut it draw on it bite it tear it;

you're not your body:
you can lose weight gain weight;

you're not your clothes:
strip them off;

never reduce
yourself
to
a colour
a number
an adjective
a noun

never reduce
yourself
to a simple
word

you are
the thoughts you have at 3 a.m.
the lame jokes you tell your friends
the art you create
the books you read
the pages you have dog-eared
the quotes you have highlighted
the coffee you never finished drinking
the movie you watch after midnight, wrapped in a blanket
the chocolate cake you ate that night with that girl
the slice of pizza you could've eaten but you gave to your best friend
the kiss that still burns on your lips
the cigarettes that sting in your lungs long after you smoked them
the dreams you dream
the worlds you build in your mind
the song that's stuck in your head
the moments you're in the shower
the iloveyous
the ikindaguessilikeyous
the icareforyous
the seeyoulaters
the words you say
the smiles you smile
the laughs you laugh
the loves you love
the hates you hate

you are
an entire universe:
you're stars
and planets
and galaxies
and asteroids
and comets

you are a cosmos
trapped in
a shell.

you are
a gazillion worlds
locked in
a human cage.

never think
of yourself
as of
anything
less.
Do you ever think about how you are you,
as a conscious being.
everyone else is only as themselves.
What is it like to be them?
What do they think about?
What makes them happy?
You are you and they are they
It cannot be changed.
I'm me and that's all I know as life, you're you and that's all you know as life.
We both are alive but only as
ourselves.
The innocence dies  
There is a realization
The world is evil
 Apr 2014 Mrs Ashley Somebody
i
i want to disappear
from this world,
this planet because
i can not be reminded
of you, anymore.
all this reminiscing and
memories are just too much
for my empty soul.
i ignore you and try
to forget you,
but it's impossible.
i want to avoid you,
and maybe i am succeeding
at it,
but i also want to find you
because you seem to
disappear lately, too.
all i need is closure,
because without it
i cannot move on,
and maybe,
i do not want to,
maybe i want to
love you until
the end of time,
but i also want to
forget you and
escape the spell you
had cast on me.
i don't want you
to invade my thoughts,
anymore.
sincerely,
i.
you looked at the woman's skin
it was clearly darker than yours
you felt annoyed for some reason
a person's color made you so upset
that you felt the weird need
to insult and yell at her
isn't it peculiar
how a certain color
can make you so angry
that you end up ruining
another human being's life
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