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 Dec 2014
MysteryBear
I can't help but cry when a baby cries for her mom as though she could make things alright again. It reminds me of my mom when she cried for grandma in her sleep to take away the pain of her terminal illness but all I could do was watch.
Not as much a poem as a confession
 Nov 2014
Riot
broken
your worth is in pieces
doesn't mean you can't be healed
this
world we live in isn't worth it
i can breathe it
i can see it
i can see you really mean it
i'm not the angel
i'll act like it
you don't know enough of me to get behind this
lie
it's all so wrong
we're both so strong
you're not holding me back
i gave you a lifeline and i'm holding on
and you're right
you are nothing

nothing more that:
strong
wonderful
powerful
hurt

the good don't shield the bad
but they get you through the night
your worth is in pieces
and as long as i'm alive
i'll help you find it
did you really think you would get rid of me that easily?

the judge of fair
is the God of mercy
the God that stands with you and me
don't make excuses on why you can't be with me
because the only thing between us
is a computer screen
 Oct 2014
Ocean Blue
Please, come closer
I wish to feel you near
So I can whisper
Something in your ear.
Three little words I call a secret,
A commitment I don't dare to say
But if you press on my heart
You'll feel it anyway.

— The End —