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 Nov 2014
smallhands
Streets have even learned my mantra-
"My heart is heavy, but my will is strong"
I recall the way your eyes made everything
go still
Like wires we climb with autumn,
putting our fingers up to the windowsill
We are scared of love, yes
But love should be scared of us

-c.j.
 Nov 2014
Theara Steglaidias
You are too sweet to lie
I am too much a lie to be sweet

You are too loved to be hated
I am too hated to be loved

You are too gentle to hurt
I am too hurt to be gentle

You are too good to the bad
I am too bad to the good

You are too beautiful to be ugly
I am too ugly to be beautiful

You are too kind for this tainted world
I am too tainted for this kind world

You are too perfectly perfect
I am too imperfectly imperfect

You are my contradiction
 Nov 2014
Amanda
Blurry strangers in empty photographs are oddly infuriating.
Not for the reason you may think of.
I wonder far too much about their name, the exact colour of their eyes, the eleven.5 ways their lips shiver & twitch upwards right before a laugh.

Perhaps, because, I am falling in love with one.
Pixels.Carefully choreographed ink.
Enough blank spaces between for curiosity to make a home in.

*Who are you?
Hello hello there!
How are you today, lovely?
:') I am so tired from this week.
TIME TO SLEEP.
I hope you, you and you are well.
xo
 Nov 2014
nurul
While we walk under sheets of rain
No words hanging between us
Do not think this is serene
Every drip hit and crack detritus

While we walk under shades of hemlocks
Capsized in escaping rays
Never step on droughts
They don't belong in the phrase

While we say this gonna last
But do not even try
Never let tears fall onto grass
You know why we don't take up fights

While we're stuck in blank
I promised you won't slip
And I went down in a bang
Just before a deer could leap
He is. He is.

— The End —