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I can give you my heart , make it your home.

Its a little bit broken , a bit empty.

But maybe you'll stay ?

Do you mind if its a bit small ?

It never really had room for two.

Its rough round' the edges , do you think it will do ?

Do you think its enough ?

Maybe I can find a home in your heart too.
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Lovelust
I slipped,
I fell,
But you weren't there to hold me,
Alone again,
Feeling nothing but pain,
Your voice couldn't even smooth me,
I lashed out because you gave me no choice,
It was me or him,
I don't want you to leave,
But you don't want to stay,
I don't want to hold you,
If you love someone let them go,
If you love someone let them go,
If you love someone let them go,
But when they go,
They may never come back.
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Caroline E
I feel like I would be better if your arms were wrapped around me
But at the same time
I feel like I'm going to burst into tears
if you touch me
 Dec 2015 brxken
Rebecca Shain
Stop.
 Dec 2015 brxken
Rebecca Shain
Thinking about you with another girl makes me physically sick

I can see it so vividly

I imagine your lips on her, and wonder if they kissed her collar bones the way they kissed mine

I imagine your hands on the small of her back, and wonder if they would trace up and down her spine the same way they would to me

I imagine you whispering in her ears pierced the way you would to me, telling me how beautiful I am

Thinking about you with another girl makes me so physically sick that I forget what to do with my hands, with my legs, with my soul, I lose myself.

I lose myself in how simply wonderful you are.
In the way your skin tastes like sea salt and your eyes resemble forests
In the way your smile makes my knees weak
I lose myself thinking about you with anyone else because every bit of me hates that image.

I hate that my memory of you is getting tarnished knowing the reality.
I needed to get this out
 Dec 2015 brxken
The Broken Poet
But we are all a little broken
In some way we can never be the same
We are damaged
Never to be repaired
That's the way of life
You can try and fix something
You can say you repaired it
But it will never go back to its original state.
 Dec 2015 brxken
Jordan Rowan
Please
 Dec 2015 brxken
Jordan Rowan
How do you tell someone you're in love them,
when you know they're not in love with you?
 Dec 2015 brxken
Thomas M Franey
Many times we have fights, silence, and differences.
But yet underneath the turmoil, I see a soul fighting a feeling.

Many times I have hold your hand,  supporting you with all of my might.
But yet,  the fear of retiring the free will of excitement is evident.

Many times I assure you I can never fill anyone's dream persona.
But yet, I can always fill your heart and needs as you're the one.

Many times love existed in millions of layers from platonic to deep.
But yet, without labels and constraints, it is best enjoyed and evolved.

Many times I have cried within, and laughed out loud with you.
But yet, The feelings of extreme emotions alerts me the difference.

Many times I have been offered, loved, asked, and seen others for me.
But yet, only one holds the power to enlighten me in a powerful way.

Many times I have seen harsh punishment and confusion that ills me.
But yet, I also see someone fighting what's best.

Many times you are first thought and last dream of the day.
But yet, it scares you, in which I fully understand.

Many times I will prove that I love thee and will love forever.
And yet, I am compromising to offer the best happiness.

My heart to yours, I see you, a boy who sees me, and smiles inside.
And yet, you have seen me cry inside and secretly held my heart.
My thought of the guy who found a piece of my soul.
 Dec 2015 brxken
Caroline E
Thoughts
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Caroline E
I used to like being alone because I had time to think.

Now I fear being alone, because there's too many things on my mind.
Before, I simply thought about the world. Now, when I'm alone, all I think is about the mistakes I've made and how sad I've become. Thoughts, they ruin me.
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