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 Mar 2018
Krista DelleFemine
Yes, I heard your apology
You foolish, foolish kid
Don't you know the best apology
Is one you never have to give
 Jan 2018
April
in the silence
our thoughts are the loudest
they're the creaks of the floorboards
letting us know
we are not alone
whether the voices are good or bad
the silence really will never invade our minds
 Dec 2017
savspoetry
Dear 4 am,
Legend says when you can't sleep that you're awake in someone else's dreams. So I don't know if that's my problem, or if it's my restless thoughts. So maybe you're the source of my insomnia, or maybe I'm my own problem.

Sincerely,
Me
 Dec 2017
Ann Heart
I hugged the fire
My skin burns off its bones
The pain underneath
It is almost unbearable
I scramble to keep the fire alive
I am still burning
I ignore the pain
My self-destruction
As I give my heart to those who ask for it
The flames dance
I struggle to keep the spark we once had
You know the one that started this
wildfire
The fire starts to die
I sink to the earth
I blow the air from within my lungs
With the charcoaled remains of this heart
I tell myself I will keep its luminous glow alive
I scream for the fire to take all of me
...
It begs for more

-Ann
For the people who have been used over and over.
 Dec 2017
Ann Heart
I scream into the cosmos
I wonder how a sky full of jewels could exist in a world so bent on Taking the sparkle out of my eyes
I cry out for reason
I find the subtle silence is all around me
It catches my attention
I stare into the cosmos
The stars tell me to live
Life Gets Better. I will say it hundreds of times and I mean it.
 Dec 2017
Ellie Sora
"I wish to not be broken"
I know better not to wish
It's a waste of time and thought
And my hopeful core starts beating less

I just attached to how you smell
And you start fade
I want those smiles that we had
The eye contact that we shared
I want the touch
Again
And again
Lastful
Never ending vibes with you

"I wish to not be broken"
Maybe this time it could work
I can give a little from my time and thought
And just a grain from all my hope

— The End —