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 May 2015
Nina Campos
we don't make our homes in hotels
so why am i holding these keys?
i still miss you
He asks her to write a song for him,
She composes for him, her poetry...
                                                      ­  
                                                        He asks her to tell him a bed-time story
                                                        Sh­e lulls him with her poetry...

He asks her to sing a song for him,
She recites to him her poetry...

                                                     ­            He asks her to dance with him,
                                                            ­   She moves him with her poetry...
                                                  
He asks her, to be his girl.
She smiles, *and gives him her poetry...
Poetry is what makes her.
Draft.
 May 2015
Hannah
I used to think
The only way to not be
Scared of monsters was to become one

So I *did
 May 2015
Mitch Prax
You may be unreachable
Like an island across sea
But I’d make myself miserable
Just to make you happy
 May 2015
L
Kiss away the pressure residing in my lungs
There are times you need a mother's love.
And a time you need a mother's hug.
But, you know she'll never be back.
And you feel closed in, shut up and the hurt starts to attack.
It's always nice to know, that there is someone there to hold.

CMH
 May 2015
Elmarie
sometimes I catch myself wondering
Is this even real?
 May 2015
Endless Horizon
I guess this is it.
You had your final straw.

Your clothes are strewn about on the floor
Waiting to be folded up
To be tossed in a bag,
And carried far away from here.

Your belongings have all disappeared.
You took them all, remember?

I guess this is our final hour.
I guess this is
My final

*Goodbye
 May 2015
Jeremy
Fear is what kills, fear is not the thing to keep you moving
Fear is like pills, it's gets to u and stops ur heart from pumping
It's addictive, a drug, it sends the fearless fearful, thinking
How did they feel this feeling of fear which just sends them sinking.

Fear is the pain which drags the people down into the ground.
Fear is the mood which sends the innocent to do no good.
Fear is the knife which is sent through everyone's hearts around
Fear is darkness, unseen, and overcomes thousands like a sandstorm, darude.
 May 2015
Phoenix Rising
Help.

I'm ignoring myself.

To save myself.

From myself.
 May 2015
Sara Jones
I left because I wanted a child
But I couldn't have one when
The daddy acted like one as well.
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