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 Jun 2016
Jamie L Cantore
Oft, in the tranquility of the night,
Ere the fetters of idleness bind me,
Tender thought of you bears a light
Of distant offbeat days that find me:
The tenderness expressed, the tears
Of young manhood's sluggish years;
The sound of lovely words so spoken;
The eyes that at that moment shone
Now eclipsed, obscured, and gone.
The gladsome hearts now broken!
Thus, in the tranquility of the night,
Ere the fetters of idleness bind me,
Sad thoughts of you bring no light
By melancholy days that find me.
 Jun 2016
Pax
loneliness has defined
this old soul.
Bittersweet melody
has tuned my way of
living.

I don't know how much
my heart could stand
the weight and wait
for that simple moment,
that single spark
to feel alive
and stop breathing
the ashen smog of reality.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1410725/ashen-fields/
from ashen gray to ashen fields
comes, ashen smog...

do they care if I'm loved?

perhaps I'm too comfortable on my
own space and too confined to be bothered.

thank you for reading,
me...
 Jun 2016
Jay Cee Shay
You can't blame me if sometimes, I wonder...
If there should be other love meant for you, by another.
If you'd prefer the touch of someone rather than mine,
If you still think of her, all this time.

As I meet your nonchalant eyes, blatantly.
As I brush my fingertips through your skin, profusely.
Combing your hair with my shaky hands and shivering arms.
Wondering if you could at least see me, for once.

Thoughts circulating about all of the things we could have been.
Burdened by the reality of what you've shared together, things we'll never be.
Struggling to compete to the ghost of your past
Just as to stop its haunting and make our love last.

Trying so hard to regain your trust, time and time again.
Pulling your arm towards me so we could be with each other again.
Making you feel all my love and all that belongs to you
Will I ever be enough, even if I am not her?

*"Answer me, will you?"
"Tell me your thoughts, desires and what you really feel. Let me inside and hold me still... or you can say it. Say you don't need me anymore and I'll step out of the door. Either way my love, I am hurting and it just hurts, even more."
 Jun 2016
Jellyfish
I ruined everything
Everything that we had
I broke your heart
And threw it in the trash

I can't remember why
And that leaves me feeling sad
A year has gone by
And even now I'm feeling bad.
I forget when I wrote this.
 Jun 2016
Lovey
You walk into a highschool and bam masked ball. You've got the cheer leader,the jocks,and the popular *******. Now look or here you've got the group separations. Now listen to the words the words being said. They are bullets to a heart a heart that is breaking. Everyone around us has to many labels to put everyone in. We are all out on groups by a look ,a stare,or an interest. If you are actually committed to school work cause you want to be something your the nerd or the form of the school. If you are aad then happy the next your bi polar. If you are to happy you have to be on something. If you cry ever and I mean EVER your a cry baby. If you laugh a lot or make the jokes you have to be the class clown. If you wear the brand new jeans and have the new Jordan's in the store you have to be popular. If you like acting you have to be dramatic. If you actually show emotions your the emo freaks. If you get an A on that paper people all look at you like you did something wrong because they aren't as smart as you. Everyone wonders what's wrong with these kids. Oh I don't know everyone's thrown into a labeled group and that's what you become. We change our whole life to impress a person to get out of a group we are in. Even in life, you live in a place and you are depicted by your address. You are justified by how proper you are. Everyone has their way to demean a person more and more because they feel they have the power to do so. Since when was this a human right,to take the words we do have a right to use and make these words into knifes towards other people. You don't know that persons story nor their feelings or hurt. If everyone took one day to take a break from placing people into these groups maybe you could finally began to implement the slightest bit of realization and peace. But who would do that? Take a day to give that person a break, they are all to far up in statistical ******* to realize how much hurt they are protraying

-lovey
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