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 Oct 2015
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i thought that it would be okay to fall in love with only his eyes
but that's a wrong thing to do
it's 2am and im thinking about kissing his soul

i want to be part of his life
watching him smile all the time
look at his eyes for a long time
singing together in the middle of the night
hugging and warming each other hand
but that's a impossible things to do

his path is different from mine
he's the guy that only princess can get
he's the guy that all girls are talking about
and maybe he will never look at me even
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 Sep 2015
Darlene Chavez
Anxiety is preparing yourself to say "here" when the teacher does attendance.
Anxiety is shaking so bad you can barely keep food on a spoon.
Anxiety is being so quiet that even your mind stops for a second.
Anxiety is never texting first because you feel needy.
Anxiety is not being able to walk up to the teacher to hand in a paper.
Anxiety is always sitting in the back of the class so you don't feel eyes know you.
Anxiety is being afraid. All the time. Afraid to love, to smile,  or even to say hello.
Anxiety is only having a few friends because it's hard to talk to people you don't know.
Anxiety is wanting to talk to the cute boy who sits across from you, but you're afraid of him knowing the real you.
Anxiety is finally saying hello

20 times in your head
 Sep 2015
Amanda In Scarlet
No longer the Oracle,
Unworshipped now,
I long for the thunder of four feet
An offering; scalped dolly, smashed toy,
SHE did, SHE took, SHE broke
Pudgy legs akimbo, bursting righteous rage
Turns to salty sobs and snot,
Defensive, downcast eyes
Flick up to meet my own.

But you have grown.
Shouting now abruptly quelled,
Transgression negated, a different fear,
but did SHE hear?
Tears transformed to giggles,
The idol is abandoned, rots in reminiscence.
Solace in each other,
The thrill of sister-secrets
And the joy of learning
*not to tell.
A poem about the dynamics of the relationships between mother, daughter, and sisters.
 Aug 2015
wordvango
when you said you loved me
    as a friend.
 Aug 2015
ThePoet
I told you I would
leave, but I never
said goodbye
I told you it
would end, but I
never said it'd die
I deleted you out
of my life, but I
never had you blocked
I closed the door
to you, but I
never had it locked
 Jun 2015
Arlo Disarray
I'm not enough for his mom or his sister
They look down their noses at me like I'm trash
And maybe they're right about all of that
But he loves me anyway

Maybe I'm not always happy and chipper
And yeah, I can be quite cynical
But I'm real
That's just who I am,
and I'd rather be a little negative
than to be completely fake

Family dinners will never be easy
There will always be an awkwardness that lingers
But I've done everything I can

Maybe they'll never love me
Maybe they'll never change
But he loves me

So ****'em.
I looked up at the stars
A vision came to me
Of a far off place
Millions of Light Years from where we are.
We do not need a space craft to travel there.
Just our minds, an openness to the unusual that is beauty,
and a calling to add beauty from another world...to our own..
Such is our duty.
Travel with me through the spaces to the stars...
To the golden temples of the place to a more beautiful existence
Far from what our bodies claim....
To be able to be explored, adored, and brilliant colored
By an open spirit
Spirits such as you and me...
Flying high above the heavens to the promise lands...
Here we swiftly take to flight....
You and I ...
Hand in Hand.
 Jun 2015
Rj
You say you want to kiss me
And I'm sure you really do
But you only want to kiss me
So I can admire you
You don't love me at all,
Obviously you're with him
I'm tired of being someone to use
It's terrible. She only wants to kiss me to try. She doesn't love me. And while she kisses me she has someone to go home to, cuddle, love. But me, I have nothing
 Jun 2015
always anxious
I'm not sick, i don't have an eating disorder and i'm not getting "too thin"

It's not like i lose a lot of weight.. Maybe 3-4 pounds a week.
But then i gain it back and lose a little more the next time.

My demons laugh, everytime i resist a piece of food.
They're proud of me, cause i'm still standing. Even after being empty for so long.

I'm not sick, i don't have an eating disorder, and i'm not getting "too thin"
I'm becoming a better me
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