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 Sep 2014 BG
Aeya Jean Johnson
The                         a       i              r              .                     .                           .


                             CHOKING

Sticking
                                     To my lungs like

                          chewed gum                 .                   .                 .

     How do people live like this?
                                                  D R O  W  N   I    N     G

    Without a word to speak.               .              .

It's getting worse      .                .               .

                                        I'M OUT OF CONTROL.

GET A GRIP!
                               Get A Grip!
                                                     get a grip .             .                      .

Strained    .                   .                     .
                  Giving
                                  up  ­      .               .                   .

                                                         *gone            .                  .                    .
Tachypnea: Abnormally rapid breathing.
 Sep 2014 BG
Victoria Ruth
Sometimes I have to take a moment
just to focus on my life
Because I know not a single struggle
is to be solved with a knife
You see there are much easier ways
to get through difficult times
I myself, like to write
I am at ease with my rhymes
When I find myself really struggling
or life's getting rough
I collect my thoughts on paper
that for me is enough
So if you remember anything dear
please remember this note
Nothing is to be solved with a knife
life was meant to be wrote
L i f e  was meant to be wrote, with words of beauty not sadness because life truly is too short to be depressed.
 Jul 2014 BG
Camellia-Japonica
It
 Jul 2014 BG
Camellia-Japonica
It
Can you see it standing there?
Watching you brushing your hair.
Can you smell it's moist breath?
As goosebumps rise before your eyes.
Can you hear it at night whispering to you?
As you strain to dismiss its hiss as water in the pipes.
Can you feel it sitting on your bed?
Tugging the covers closer to you.
Can you taste it in your mouth?
Copper fear, and fetid death.
Can you sense it's here for you?
© JLB
14/07/2014
 Jul 2014 BG
Amitav Radiance
The caterpillar is busy doing its job
Gorging away at the leaves
It has the duty to grow rapidly
Chrysalis gives it a new identity
A beautiful butterfly comes to life
 Jul 2014 BG
Coleen Jade
Untitled
 Jul 2014 BG
Coleen Jade
It's like
you're an Oscar
and I'm
Leonardo Dicaprio.
No matter how good people think I am,
I'll never be good enough to have you.
You are
the ink,
the page,
the poem.
"Surely you must've known, it was all for you." -Pride and Prejudice
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