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 Sep 2018
Lvice
If I had to love
You twice
I'd first come
To know your doubts
And then your dreams.

By my hand would they disappear and then
Your hopes would
Grow in the sun as
They may.
 Sep 2018
thepoeticwit
"**** it"
no
I refuted

I said,
"Bless it"

The world is enough a hell to be ******
Why curse it further?
a mini-work
 Sep 2018
Sandoval
I bleed
words

not blood;

so if you hurt me,

I'll scar
verses,

not wounds.


*Sandoval
Repost from a while ago. ♥
 Sep 2018
Blakbuttafly89
crying and mourning the days of the past ....
while... happily, cherishing loving, hoping praying, and wishing for the days of the future...
My heart lays in sadness...
cause it mourns the time and space that I missed with you,
I wished hoped and prayed for more.... I looked to the “ Scars” aka “stars” so many different nights
hoping and praying
hoping and pray
and wishing
and that I’ll be the one holding you tight every single night
I now know that even the most beautifulest black buttafly too sometimes cry and when they cry it bleeds tears
tears of pain truth hurt desires lust lost of fears strength
it was all real
it was all real, I seen fate and destiny
when I looked in ya eyes
it was a feeling I never wanted to let go of
u mad this Beautiful Black Buttafly cry
so now when you look me in my face
in my Eyes
you’ll see hurt and pain... to this truth
that will always and forever remain
 Sep 2018
Simpleton
We were hopeful fools
To think that your broken could heal mine
To want eachother to be our reason for life
To explore the ruins of our souls
And try to turn ashes into treasure
We were infatuated with the geography of our scars
How truly delirious we were
To try and make them a gallery of art
There are wounds inside of us
Far more painful than anything that ever bleeds
We have shadows that cling to our skins
Like a rotten stench
Yet here we sit
Like flies
King of the dump
Scuttling in search of happy endings
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