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 Oct 2017 Sandman
Renae
He was set in his ways
knew just who
& what he wanted

He wanted her, but
she wasn't quite sure
So she stuck around
for the fun
A few months in she
Started to fall

Well that's the way
Love begins after all..

The chase

After a while he
let her grow on him
even though inside
He swore he would be
The bachelor debonair
Everyone knew him to be

Til the day he die
Come what may
He'd never be tied down
Or made to stay

She wanted love
she needed it
She saw he also wanted
More than this

So they fell in love
Shut the rest out

Turn the page
8 years down the line
two more added
to the family tree
the first 2 years
were wonderful
Her dream come true
The next 8
We're all downhill


The hardest times came
Their love
so frail
She couldn't fight
Anymore
She couldn't keep it together
She wasn't strong enough
I guess it wasn't forever

Through the years
She died a thousand deaths
There was nothing left
Her heart turned to stone
Joy left her eyes
She quickly learned
She was always all alone


He had already moved on
before they ever were apart
Without a second thought
He had found new life
He had broke her heart
 Oct 2017 Sandman
Jean Sharlot
I take the path untaken,
and I was curious
starving because of questions
craving for a reason
roaming but I was hear at rest.

I played it safe
for me to be at ease
but everything is uncontrollable
they stabbed and followed me
like a shadow stays no matter were I go.

I was chased
and I'm running while not looking back
my sweat were blocks that breaks on the floor
my tears were breaking through
and suddenly I wake up with a sigh.
 Oct 2017 Sandman
Kareena
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 Oct 2017 Sandman
Kareena
I
Just love
How we fall
In to
And for
Each other
Again and again

As if
Any of those
Times I've had
You before
Would make me less
Want you more
Timeless
 Oct 2017 Sandman
Bo Marie
Congratulations!
it's cancer awareness month.
Just wanted you to be aware,
your mother has cancer.

Welcome!
to stage four,
two to seven months
to live.

You have been chosen!
to grieve for these next few months
and pray to a God who may
or may not listen.
**** cancer
 Oct 2017 Sandman
Chloe Zafonte
I can cry no more tears, just express silent fears. Every relationship has it's boos, but you don't know what it is like to walk in my shoes. Feeling butterflies to baby flutters and extreme sadness when I'm the only one stepping up to be a Mother. Maybe it's amusing for you to see my cry but I won't let you watch the inside of me die. My hormones and emotions are on the run but if it is anything I know I have to protect my son.
 Oct 2017 Sandman
bess
one
Be gentle, because they don’t know any better. I know that you’re the child, and I know that you’re scared, and I know that it isn’t your job to be gentile or kind but I also know that being gentile is easier than being angry.

two
Make sure to give up your heart and soul first. Take your feeling and put them into a box, and shove that box far away because God knows that they’ll only heart them anyways.

three
Read well and often. Send your mind into a new, completely different world for a little while. You need it. We all need it.

four
Learn how to be distant. Learn how to love from afar. Being close will only hurt more in the long run.

five
The most important part of loving an alcoholic is loving you first. You are not your parent’s mistakes. You are not what caused them to break so harshly that they turned to a bottle rather than a book, a drink rather than their daughter.

I learned how to love an alcoholic before I learned to love myself. And to this day, I’m still learning.
Today I felt the sun upon my face
stretched out my arms and welcomed its embrace
with the breeze upon my skin
my life was purged of all past sin
a life reborn after a fall from grace
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Touch me,
it doesn't matter where
and it doesnt matter how
I need to know I'm still alive
so someone touch me now
Shake my hand and say hello
or pat me on the back
kiss me on the cheek
that I may feel this sense I lack
slap my face and pull my hair
make me bleed I just don't care
dig your nails into my skin
so I can feed this need within
I've been numb for such a time
that even pain would be sublime
so touch me, touch me now
I don't care where, I don't care how
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