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 May 2016
Frankie Newton
Leave it all on the floor
your blood
your sweat
your tears

Leave it all
your hopes,
and dreams

bare your soul
in all its awful ****** glory

take everything
cheers
jeers

every cry of exhaustion
of pain
of fear
of disappointment

whatever they throw at you
take it
to be great is to risk weakness

retaliate
a thousand-fold
every movement
every effort
every waking moment

in stark defiance
of insurmountable odds
of a defeat that seems destined,
of odds against.

Regret is for tomorrow
and this moment

isn't.
 May 2016
R
You gave me conversations
I otherwise would never have
You let me talk about the things
I've always wanted to talk about
but just couldn't find the right listeners
You've let me be my geeky self
and you listen to all my weird stories
about art, travels, music and literature
the same way I listen intently to yours
In a way, you allowed me to grow
you allowed me to see the world
through your own light brown eyes
and your own wonderfully delicate words
and I'm thankful for the weekends
we've spent roaming around the city
trying not to get too lost while still having fun
In your impending departure, I wish you well
no matter where you are in the world
I hope you'll remember your friend
your skinny little friend who loves sugars
and museum walks and philosophical talks
I hope I've touched your life
the way you've touched mine
It's an imprint I will always cherish
Auf wiedersehen, mein freund.
Til we meet again.
I will miss your funny stories, C.  Hope we'll be in touch for a long while. )
 May 2016
R
how many hearts
would be broken
invaded, raided
infested, overrun
forayed into

for all the
wrong reasons

if every time you say
"I love you"
you don't mean it?

because a betrayal
of those three  words
can make you a
serial killer of hearts.
I don't believe in the saying that actions speak louder than words.
If only people understood that words can affect us just
as much as actions, the world would be a better place.
 Mar 2016
R
You are
    memorable
       to me
              and
        I was
          probably
                      just
          another face
                in the crowd
            for you.
 Feb 2016
R
We are galaxies
each of us have the stars
within ourselves but you
you're different
the stars are just in your eyes
the vast nothingness
is in your mind and soul
what happened to you?
what God-awful thing could've happened
to someone like you?
I've always thought of you as the sun
and I'm just a forgotten planet
revolving around you
never even tried to get near
because I'm afraid to be burnt.
 Feb 2016
R
Love reveals you
it makes your soul crawl out
from where it's hiding
it is stored not in photos
but in certain smells, textures,
food and times of day
it's a memory that never fades
Love is a reverse addiction
it will consume you
all the parts of you
even those you didn't know existed
it's like if you fall in love with a voice
you'll never want to hear
anything else, ever again.
We were asked in class a simple question, "What is love?" and this is my answer.
 Jan 2016
R
Of course hurricanes
are named after humans
We are the definition of disaster
We brew the storms in our heads
and allow the winds to stir
the storms in our hearts.
 Jan 2016
R
I don't know you
I don't know how you feel right now
or how you feel about the current state of the nation
I don't know how you like your coffee
or whether you prefer drip over pressed
I don't know the lyrics to your favorite songs
or if you like progressive rock or indie
I don't know your favorite restaurant
or if your prefer Chinese takeout and fast food
I don't know where your next adventure will be
or if you prefer to stay at home
I don't know if you like mayonnaise
or whether you like mustard on your hot dog sandwich
I don't know what you think about in the shower
or what you think about when you're washing the dishes
I don't know what keeps you up at night
or if you're the kind of person who falls asleep right away
I don't know your deepest most vulnerable secrets
or your hopes and dreams and your crazy ideas
what I do know is your heart
and maybe they tell you you have no feelings
that you can't be moved or touched
but I know that not showing them
doesn't mean you don't have them at all
we have the same heart and that's okay
everything will be okay.
I don't know about this poem but it felt good writing it.
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