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 Mar 2014 Beauty36
stargazer
There's this girl sitting in the corner of her room,
With emptiness in her eyes and sorrow in her heart.
Not knowing what she's going to do
With her meaningless life.

There's this boy that loves her, but little did he know
She's in war with her mind,she's losing herself,
But she just smiles all day, making it seem all alright.

I'm sorry that you fell in love with someone as complicated as me
...
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
Christina
Broken.
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
Christina
Maybe if I
Step on enough
Flowers
Or
Break enough
Hearts
I just might
Forget
I'm made of
Broken parts.
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
Ripley Shaine
Deep beneath this liquid dream, all there lies is you and me
In your warmth, no pain reaches me
In the sunshine of your smile, no laughter escapes me
The heat relaxes me, making me safe and warm
Like silk and velvet, sliding together, we are one
Bubbles surrounding, water encompassing
If only you my dear were here to enjoy it with me, then maybe the pain would truly be gone
I wouldn't have to force myself to the bottom of this porcelain jail and hold my breath and count to ten
Instantly I would be whole again.
A poem, with a double meaning
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
liza
#2
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
liza
#2
there never really was a way to describe
you. were you a good person? i never
truly could decide. either you were dancing
with me or hitting a man and forcing him to
kneel and shooting him. that man could have
grown up to be a serial killer, but you took away
the chance that her would pick another option.
definitely, you were violent, but i can't very well
tell that to my mother and my family and friends.

i suppose you were my protector, right up to
the day you died. taking a bullet. for me.
i recognize that "if there's enough time for a person to jump in front of a bullet, then the original target could move" is viable, but considering the people that this character is involved with, there are multiple situations in which no physical jumping in front of a bullet occurs but the shooter just changes their mind about their target.
example: shooter is going to **** the girl first, but the guy begs the shooter to let her live and shoot him instead.
example two: the girl can't move because she's chained, or tied (which is very likely) and in a struggle with the shooter, the guy gets shot. the possibilities are endless.
i'm just explaining this because i once let my friend read this and he lectured me on my hopeless romanticism. it can make sense.
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
KA
Mantra
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
KA
Think for yourself and no one else
you empower you and no one else
think, act and be true
you will be One
you alone
you are
One
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
kenzie
hurt me
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
kenzie
i would much rather
you hit and bruise me
than leave such emotional scars
on my frail heart
i would much rather
your strikes upon me
than aching; crying
in the middle of the night

broken bones heal,
while broken hearts
do not

*(k.s)
 Mar 2014 Beauty36
Daniel Magner
Sipping sweet
perception altering
juice
on cement stairs
feet bare
stranger down below
approached
honey lipped and
mellow
hour talk
between us two
took my hand
and
my bed
and my body
because we both
decided we wanted
to be
used
Daniel Magner 2014
It was almost as if,
My nightmares,
Had become more,
Than just,
Subconscious thought.

You ran along the uneven,
Cobbled, stone road,
Your mouth stretched open,
Sounding,
A silent scream.

My heart stopped,
As a Large metal object,
Labeled "49",
Propelled into the side,
Of your fragile torso.

Your bones bending,
And breaking,
Mind crushed by the drowsy,
Surprise,
Of a late night bus driver.  

I begged you to be careful,

You promised you would listen.


As the sirens wail,
Caressed the sleeping city,
Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks,
And stained,
My soggy pillow.

*I turned it over,

Then went back to sleep.
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