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 Mar 2015
Bo Burnham
Us
I'll love you until I'm dead on the outside.
I'll give you every one of my mortal seconds.
I'll never leave your side.
I'll die holding your hand.
But after that, I want some "me time."
 Mar 2015
Bo Burnham
You're nothing, Special.
#3w
S h e   h a d   d r e a m t   o f   i t   a l l   o f   h e r   l i f e .
O n e   d a y   h e r   j o y   t o   b e   a   w i f e .
A   l i t t l e   g i r l   w i t h   w o n d e r s   t o   f a c e .
S o   l o v i n g .
S o   k i n d .
S u c h   a   w o n d r o u s   c h i l d .

P l a y i n g   f o r e v e r   a l l   a l o n e .
P l a s t i c   c h i l d r e n   n o w ,   o n e   d a y   h e r   o w n .  
A   l i t t l e   g i r l   l o v e   w o u l d   b e   h e r   g o a l .
S u c h   l o v e .  
S u c h   k i n d n e s s .
S u c h   a   w o n d r o u s   c h i l d . .

I s o l a t e d .   A   l o n e l y   l i t t l e   m i s s .
W i t h   a   c h i l d h o o d   o f   p r a c t i c e .
A i m s   s e t   a t   s u c h   a   t e n d e r   a g e .
S o   m u c h   l o v e   t o   g i v e .
S o   m u c h   k i n d n e s s   t o   s h a r e .
S u c h   a   w o n d r o u s   c h i l d .

Y e a r s   r o l l e d   a l o n g   s o   f a s t .
T h e   m a n   o f   h e r   d r e a m s   a r r i v e d   a t   l a s t .
F i n a l l y   h e r   d r e a m s   w e r e   r e a l i z e d .  
I n   l o v e   w i t h   h i m .
H i m   s o   k i n d .  
S u c h   a   w o n d r o u s   h e r o .

S o   h a p p y   a n d   s o   c o n t e n t .
W a s   h e a v e n   s e n t   o n   a   p l a t e .
A   w e d d i n g   t o   b e a t   t h e m   a l l .
T h e y   l o v e d .
K i n d r e d   s p i r i t s .
S u c h   a   w o n d e r f u l   m a r r i a g e .

T h e   n e w s   w i p e d   a w a y   h e r   d r e a m s .
H e r   m e m o r i e s   w e r e   a l l   e x t r e m e s .
W o n d e r i n g   w h a t   s h e   h a d   d o n e .  
H e   l o v e d   t o   r o a m .
W a s   k i n d   t o   o t h e r s .
S u c h   w a s   h i s   d e m e a n o u r .

  C h i l d l e s s   w a s   t o   b e   h e r   r o l e .
T h e   b e a t i n g s   h a d   t a k e n   a   t o l l .
H e   h a d   t a k e n   a w a y   h e r   d r e a m s .
Y e t   s h e   s t i l l   l o v e d   h i m .
K i n d n e s s   n o   m o r e .
S h e   w a s   s u c h   a   w o n d r o u s   t a r g e t .

W a r n i n g s   h a d   g o n e   a s t r a y .
F r o m   f r i e n d s   s h e   h a d   h i d   a w a y .
S t i l l   u n a b l e   t o   w a l k   a w a y .
H o p i n g   f o r   h i s   l o v e .
S h e   d r e a m t   h e   w a s   k i n d .
S u c h   a   w o n d r o u s   d r e a m e r .

S h e   l i v e s   i n   a n o t h e r   w o r l d   n o w .
S u c h   m e m o r i e s   a s   w h y ?   A n d   h o w ?
A   l i t t l e   g i r l   w i t h   w o n d e r s   t o   f a c e .
S o   l o v i n g .
S o   k i n d .
S u c h  a  t r a g i c  d r e a m e r .
19th March 2015
 Mar 2015
Rachel Gosby
No more talking about if you’re not good enough. No more trying to fit in. No more calling yourself fit or ugly. No more with fighting, no more sadness in the air. No more you saying you’re sorry. No more killing or abuse. No more pain or regret. No more break-in. no more *****, no more ******* up to people. No more trying to be someone you’re not. No more hater or betrayal. No more broken dreams. No more false advertisement. No more wrongly accuse. No more lying to get your way. No more judging or back stay in other in the back. No more torture, No more tracks and skid. No more false hopes. No more stupidity. No more jealousy. No more disappointment or paddy nets. No more, time has come to say No more. Time has come to Stan together as one. Time has come to stranger than we ever been. Time has come to probe that we can be more then what we put out. Time has come to Stan together and say NO MORE.
 Mar 2015
Cecelia Francis
Moon princess
prism power
activate monthly:
destroy everything
2x4
 Mar 2015
e
I am a paradox
I love flowers, but I am not the kind of girl that you give them to.
I come alive at night, yet I'm afraid of the dark.
I am a messy person, but I like for things to be clean.
I have much to say, and say nothing at all.
I feel the need to run far, but despise running.
I am easily hurt yet I won't let you close enough to do that.
I have a wild heart trapped in a cage.
I am full of love but I won't give it anymore.
I love blue eyes yet I fell for brown.
I miss you but I don't wish for you.
I prefer being alone yet I hate being lonely.
I am complicated but easy to figure out.
I am neon pink yet prefer navy.
I am full, but I am still not filled.
 Mar 2015
lianne van oort
we're always looking for someone
who will love us,
who will take care of us,
who'll make us happy.
But as soon as we find someone who does,
we push them away.
Maybe we're just afraid to love.
Because the most painful thing is
losing someone you really like.
And maybe we're just afraid to be happy.
Because happiness can turn into sadness
so quickly.
 Mar 2015
Lydia Manson
You are an ocean with deadly waves,
and I am the fool that loved to swim.
 Mar 2015
Aimee Harris
I see galaxies in your eyes
But I fear they’re made up of stars
Other stars
More stars
More than just me.
 Mar 2015
flustered
i want to hold your hand
but the mere thought
of our fingers brushing
leaves my palms sweating
and chest pounding
i want to see you
but that requires you seeing me
and it makes me want to fold myself in,
all the parts of me i'm not proud of
there are too many
because to you i am only a fleeting star like all the rest in the sky
but to me you are long-lived galaxies taking up my headspace, lasting, lingering
even after the last star burns out.
what i'm saying is you were never mine, but you'll still haunt me long after all of this is over
 Mar 2015
Jessy Ivan Diaz
You circle my body,
a body mass so heavy black holes form in our chests,
our hearts beat like the atomic make-up of decaying stars
and our veins bleed colours only seen in the darkness of space.

Our bellies light up like the galaxy and our breath illuminates the air like an Aurora. We burn into each other and disappear into the wind, leaves fall into your red hair and com-bust leaving residue on your skin that light up like little stars.

Your body becomes pale like the Moon, and your teeth are cratered like the hollow bits that I can see on the surface of a full moon. Scars form at the tip of your porcelain skin, and I drown inside an ocean of cherry blossoms. I inhale you the way the ocean breathes the love of our moon, as moonlight reflects in the darkest night of this cooling summer, even the sun has forgotten your beauty.

I took a trip down to the sea,
down by the forest trees,
slow sun rise and eagle cries,

I am lost at sea.

I miss you.

Love Always,
Jay
 Mar 2015
Lunar
summer nights
fairy lights
women rights
skinny tights
we ended up with
lovers' fights

plain as day
you took away
a sunshine ray
left me with
no words to say

feelings fade
a girl's parade
to hold her head high
and hide the mess you made
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