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 May 2018
A Simillacrum
You
are
so
mean

Incredibly
mean

You
take
from
me
all
given
things

and take them
for granted

How do I

  know     this for sure?

When I've kept

manipulative

    lovers who loved more to reprogram me

How do I

      separate the abuse from the present?

I
am
so
sad

melan
choly

Romance means a process
and I've watched for years by your side
with my eyes aglow for my god
as you cut your tether to me with
the courage to do nothing else but
tell me otherwise, like I haven't spent
thousands of nights wishing and wanting
for the light of my life
when she was right there
right there
 May 2018
jocethepoet
Have you ever been in love?
By being in love have you ever felt trapped?
Not only trapped in your heart but in your mind?
By being trapped have you ever felt lost?
Like imagine yourself sitting in the dark, cold, darkness of the night, sitting in a cage. That’s locked up and no one is there to let you free.
That’s how I feel.
By being lost have you ever felt like you give too much to people who don’t want what you give?
Like love!?
I give a lot to people.
By giving a lot do you feel forgotten?
Can I ask you one last question?
How old were you when you fell for somebody who didn’t care?
No matter how close you two were
 Apr 2018
Bee
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
 Oct 2017
saturns
Never love a poet so much,
for she will build her world around you.
She’ll contrast you to the sun and stars;
she will love you so.

She will give you lovely notes
to brighten up your day.
You’ll find it a little weird
but you look forward to it, anyway.

Never love a poet so much,
for she will invest a lot in you.
She will become the person you’ll only ever need
without taking a lot from you.

She will take you to places,
and make you experience things
within a room's four corners
and her words as your wings.

Never love a poet so much,
for even after all those things
she will take away her love,
and leave you without a trace
with her heartache as her fuel
for another masterpiece.
a poet leaves.
 Oct 2017
Branden Youngs
My mother told me to never trust a sweet talker
so that’s what I became.
Cupid and his demons created their evil
through my father’s DNA.

I was built to design happiness
then exploit its flaws.
Never trust a sweet talker,
it’s in our blood to ravage all.
 Oct 2017
stephanie burrows
Love is a flame that burns any heart it touches.
Love can be beautiful but it comes with the sharpest thorn's you'll find.
Love is a pain not even a painkiller will fix.
Love is a killer that keeps killing day and night
I wrote this because I see that this is the one thing keeps killing over and over. It leaves you feeling all kind of dark emotion's.
 Oct 2017
stephanie burrows
Don't need to hide it.
No need to faking it.
You don't love me like I love you.
No feeling no heart no soul.
The light we shared has turn to darkness.
Colder than ice we are drifting apart.
Choosing to let you go and save my dying heart.
I don't miss the fun we had.
Can't live in a lie.
I am free and i learned love can burn any heart.
I just wanted to show that sometime love can burn and things can change with out warning

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