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 May 2015
R
I'm sure you've found a way to replace each one of these memories with a new one.
I can't post the full poem, it hurts too much.
But this one line seems adequate enough, I think.
 May 2015
Styles
I know that I don't know you;
  All though I love you;
*I never will.

  As much as I need to;
I won't ask for more.
  Even thought it hurts;
I won't let it show.
  This doesn't feel like love;
*but you say it is so, I just let it go.
 May 2015
Renee Kaye
With beauty comes pain.
Pain conceives the creatively beautiful.
The key to life is the silver linings
 May 2015
Rawr
We're all little butterflies,
Some of us are bigger than others,
And some of us are tiny.
No matter what happens,
You have to keep going.
Life is the air we struggle to fly through.

The air is contaminated,
So some of us have a hard time breathing.
There are tornadoes,
Which the bigger butterflies can easily fly through,
While the tiny ones get swept away.
Life is something we all try to fly through,
But most don't survive.

Then there are the ones who like to capture us,
The ones we call "Society".
They put us in jars and we are confined,
There is no space to just fly and be free.
They like to judge us,
Watch us struggle to be free for their own entertainment.

Life is the air we fly in.
Society is the thing that confines us.
And we...
Are the butterflies who try to brave through it all.
Some survive,
While others don't.
I kind of tried ******* this one. Yet...it still *****.
 May 2015
Madeysin
When did you decide to not be okay?
 May 2015
Madeysin
Prongs on a fork,
 May 2015
brandon nagley
Epizoons come by trillion man armies,
Flies prey around me, as leaches they take mine best.
Such distress!

Episodes I see daily of young lovers who march,eating fast food and starch, yet their eyes are to busy feasting the neighbor next door!

Cuppy lips I want to drag me under, to annilate this every structure, buttons snapped off, clothes are ripped to all passion!
Sensual reactions...

Connatural baseburners, needers and groaners, dialect between to unearthly cheribums..
Basilica of fun!!!!!!!!!!

An alt altocumulous, hyper by ourn own hydrous hose,
Unclothed....

Lacuna's we shall upheave, we shall grown to thine own beats, and tribalize to ourn own submission...

Leaguer's of our own team
Players to the game of purest ******* wholesale!!!!
A warden to make mine bail.../

A gelatin to mold in,
To ease away in our bath soaked togetherness....
 May 2015
brandon nagley
Up ahead I stare off in the distance,

I scream out hello.....who's there?

The lightbulb I noticed that was surely dim is now glowing with illumination,

I step closer and it shines to sun magnitude....

I'm blinded by a blast of nuclear Fallout!!!!

Mine eyes can clearly see now,
( opening eyes slowly)

In amazement, I can see what I thought to be an old ancient lightbulb,

Was the queen I waited one thousand years again.....

( waking from the dream) scratching mine own head....hmmm

Where is she...
 May 2015
brandon nagley
Cat eyes,
Diamond in the haze.
Once to man a slave,
Now a slave to thyself.
Your dew doth melt,
As on a poster you should be!
Thine scars so repulsive to others,
Though so beautiful to me.
Don't you know? Thy sins can be forgiven?
Everyday a thanksgiving, with gratitude to pap you!
No remorse to snapcrack you, just rubies to wear your neck.
Cat eyes, Goshen mind, for whence dareth thou roam?
In this bedroom of incense and sage I light for ones such presence.

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