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 Sep 2015
Taylor Lynn
Everything she touched,
didn't turn to gold.
No it crumbled to dust amongst the palms of her hands.
As she sat back and watched her world catch fire and burn around her.
T.B.
We've lived a thousand lives
together compressed in few
years time lapse

each of the stones on this
ancient field of remnants
and memories moved and
turned around

the mosaic of wide wisdom
gained as a daily compassion
after any storm of life has
raged against our hearts.
Written by
Impeccable Space Poetess
          & Catmonk B
 Sep 2015
Turn Off The Lights
It only takes a second to melt
To the sight of what once could have been.

Waking up is the worst part.
 Mar 2015
Mikaila
I don't want to touch your body.
No, darling. I want to touch your soul.
 Feb 2015
Ayda Zaire
Those that I have loved
Have never understood me.
Those that have loved me,
I have never bothered to understand.
My primary love is 
to go well with you
My secondary love is
to grow well with others
is your faith so fragile
you **** to protect it?
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The Problem with breaking your heart
is that you can't let it heal to someone else's frame.
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