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 May 2015
sanctuary
I never got the reason why I smile whenever I see your face when it has been a long day

I never got the reason why you're the one I look for when the world is falling apart

I never got the reason why I gave you the broken pieces called a heart

I never got the reason why despite the things we go through I decided to fight for you

And I never got the reason why you left me out in the dark without words but just a simple vision of you walking away
Now tell me why
 May 2015
Nathan Cross
As a Solid,
There's nothing that could break through,
Or prevent me from Loving you.
Or a Liquid,
more intoxicating than any alcohol,
I've ever drank. I love your Taste.
As a Gas,
It's most strong.
It fills each and every path I walk along.
Nothing compares to me and you.
The greatest sum, of 1+1 = 2.

-**N.C.
 May 2015
Anggun Russell
Seeking for perfection is imperfection
Blaming the imperfection
for its existance is imperfection
Perfection is your reflection
Everything in you is perfection in disguise
You don't need to show the world who you are
Because it knows
You just need to see the world
see its perfection
see its imperfection
Every step you make is a history
History of your perfection
History of your impefection
You create your perfect world
You create a perfect figure
A figure of your ideal self
You are classic
Your world is full of impressions
You are living with your ambition
You breathe with your passion
Your eyes are filled with affection
Your grin warms the dandelions
Your heart is full of devotion
Your hands are full of emotions
Your mind is full of treasures
#admiration #perfection #imperfection
 May 2015
Aleska Servian
Do people seek revenge
on fate instead of on themselves?
A calm sea makes you think you're in control
Where can i hide my last weakness?
now that you've turned into a black hole
swallowing small pieces of my broken soul

Your heart was caged inside a tank full of sharks
but at the end of the tunnel i could still see the sparks

And i thought that i could save you
from yourself and from the world
but you have a sadistic way to treat the people that you love
So why don't you cut the rope?
close the door?
lose a battle to end this war
And you'll walk free
from all of the cracks you made in my mind

Do people blame it on the unpredictable
things they knew right from the start?
You made me believe i was the chosen one
I didn't hear the thunder
that was a warning about the storm
we haven't got a future to keep me warm

I was sewing good memories with your last goodbyes
but you were slipping through my fingers, it made me realize

That i thought that i could save you
from yourself and from the world
but you have a sadistic way to treat the people that you love
So why don't you cut the rope?
close the door?
lose a battle to end this war
And you'll walk free
from all of the cracks you made in my mind

You had me going blind
my expectations on a tray
holding on to something empty
slowly slipping away
I let you steal my tomorrow
I let you erase my past
the feelings that seem to be divine
are the ones that never seem to last
 May 2015
Harsh
I have a lot of pent-up fear;
many things really do terrify me.

I’ve never really been comfortable in the dark,
my imagination has never granted me that luxury.
Phantasms from almost 15 years ago follow me in the shadows.

I’ve always enjoyed looking out at a cityscape
from the top of a tower or building
but I’ve never let go of the railing.
I haven’t let myself come close to the edge,
my back against the wall.
I’m too scared of falling.

I’ve been harrowed by many things,
but one demon reigns over them all.

I’m really scared of disenchantment.

I’m scared that the very reasons that I was initially loved for
will eventually become the reasons I am detestable.

I’m scared my determination and perseverance
will turn into me being stubborn and close-minded.
I’m scared that my sweet thoughts and caring nature
will transform into me being clingy and suffocating.

I’m afraid that all the reasons you love me
will turn into the reasons why you regret.

— The End —