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 Oct 2019
Madeysin
I just want to want to want to be alive. But I don’t have any wishes left.
 Oct 2019
Madeysin
I always wear my glasses on top my head, to think clearer.
 Oct 2019
Madeysin
I’m as poor as a rich man, but I’d buy it every night for the rest of my life.
 Sep 2019
Madeysin
If we take the same bite at the same time with the same *** is it plagiarism?
 Aug 2019
Miranda Renea
Do you ever think of me too?

I wonder; are you a warm,
Nightly summer breeze -
Or chilly and full of colors
Like the autumn leaves?

What are you going through?

Do you tell a tale of tidal
Waves, brave in the face
Of roaring seas - naught
But shipwrecks to chase?

I can’t wait to meet you.

I know not if our love will
Be easy or instant, or if
We’re two broken puzzle
Pieces that’ll somehow fit.

All I know is this -
It’ll have been worth it.
 Aug 2019
Miranda Renea
Oh, little lost girl.
You have walked;
Left footprints in
Barren soil and
Scorching sand;
Traversed legions
Of unpaved land.

You found beauty
In all of this pain;
When your bones
Kept breaking and
Left trails of blood
On every stone -
You’d step again.

You always step again.
 Jul 2019
Madeysin
You can’t say no, to a question that you were never asked.
 Jun 2019
Miranda Renea
Love was only destined
For her ghost; she is the
Feeling of sunshine only
Noticed in the dead of night.
 May 2019
Miranda Renea
If her bones are the sand,
Then he is the breeze - so,
What’s to be done when
She’s sifted to nullity?
A soul full of so much poetry;
She’s off, softly drifting to
Another faraway sea~
 Apr 2019
Madeysin
If I could write away my fears, my hand would hurt and my chest would not.
This ache would ebb away with every paragraph indent
 Apr 2019
Miranda Renea
I steal the breath from your lips;
I kiss your chest and listen to the
heartbeat. I told you not to run,
You cannot escape, my little one.
I am the chasm inside your soul;
I am the only love you’ll ever know.
 Apr 2019
Miranda Renea
Safe under clutching hands;
Such wild, easy, effortless touch.
Ruin unending, it nears.
Another acrostic poem, first letter of each word spells the title.
 Apr 2019
Madeysin
My heart is nothing but aches, it quakes through my whole body.
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