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From a broken home
I'm left all alone
Escaping words
Inside my tattered soul
Bleeding wounds
From depths unknown
My heart hurts
My mind is blown
Bruised bones
Aching eyes
Searching for truth
Among all the lies
I'm dying inside
Without my disguise
Tears falling south
Moon to the north
I'm breaking down
Without any worth
Holding it all in
Hiding all my scars
It's only in the black of night
That I can see all the stars
 Jun 2015
WickedHope
The nails in my wall are
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from the rain

I don't know how to clean it this time

Last time I tried                                
I wiped you away ~
Crushing on my friends brother.
Pink sun sets on a hidden beach
An orange glow just out of reach
Rainbows ending in vibrant tomorrow
As purple birds, flying to follow
Dolphins sing in golden crested seas
Inner being growing higher than trees
So many visions that are coming true
Each one is paradise next to you
Copyright © Chris Smith 2015
 Jun 2015
M
I've never loved
And I don't think I ever will
Too afraid to share my feelings
Even to myself
 Jun 2015
Tyler Durden
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All I know is that you make me want to write and no one else makes me feel that way.
I want you, I feel this heat
Craving the surrender of you
Burning up with darkest desire
Your body heat next to mine
The taste of your ruby lips

Giving together, until morning comes
Because this very night belongs to us
I feel your bite, the lust as you drink
Touch of your skin, that cold embrace
This need we feel can never be quenched

I see the glow, burning deep in your eyes
Tasting me now, the very edge of ecstasy
Your body shivers from wanting me
Together, one with the shadows of night
I belong to you for you now belong to me
Copyright © Chris Smith 2009
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Everything seem so vague yet vivid
Akin to the feeling everytime I chase and touch those clouds
The scarcity of my mind to be able to grasp the existence of it
I can't even fathom the throbbing sensation inside my chest
All I know is that we are not meant to be

©IGMS
 Jun 2015
Ian Canavan
A discussion
About our passion
Feels like an
Assassination of
Our love
 Jun 2015
bones
I used to think
that solitude would suit me

and on my soul
I wore it like a glove

until the day
your poetry seduced me

and turned it
into loneliness my love...
 Jun 2015
WickedHope
Buy me a bottle of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm trying to bury myself in the grave next to your hollow bones

Pace through the traffic back and forth
Maybe I'm blindfolded or just plain blind

Buy me another bottle of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm tired of pretending I'm at war when all I want is peace

I'm staring at the stars, I followed your eyes there
Now I find myself praying you might shift your gaze
Maybe glance at me when I'm not looking

I'll take another round of whatever you're drinking
cause I'm hoping your skeletons are as dark as they look

Lately it's been too bright to sleep
I can see carpe noctem etched in your fingertips
Like a print: your identity

I'll have another glass of whatever you're drinking
cause I can't think of another way to get close to you

For I'm already buried by your hollow bones

I'll take one last shot of whatever we've been drinking
cause it has to be better than drinking the same old **** alone
I don't feel the same way as I used to, and I'm more apologetic than anything. But ever since I met you, you've been easy to write about.
And I won't consider this fiction, because at another time it was true.
 Jun 2015
DaSH the Hopeful
Knees buckling
   He'd give up anything to feel her touch's healing strength
      But foreboding dreams kept showing things
          Movie scenes that seem to tear the seams of time itself and lay the twine atop of a shelf too high for him to reach
      He'd die in this moment if he thought it would help
    Some memories haunt so deep eternal sleep offers no escape
         Karma waits with ten million watt light bulbs to illuminate your every flaw
     Every argument caused builds a tallied wall there's no way out and they'll never fall
      Stuck in a room of doubt and sappy songs you can't sing along too because every tune brings her face back to you in vibrant hues

Death wouldn't help

This is Death

      Watching the light gradually die from your eyes
   Fabricated surprise on my behalf had you think that the sky was the limit
     You can't fly but a minute before you crash
     And when I'm not in the cockpit with you I'll laugh
     Like all our little silly jokes that no one used to get
     Your screams for help Will fall on deaf ears, **don't you forget
 Jun 2015
J M Baker
I don't care to admit what I am about to disclose to you, but I long for you every day.
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