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 Mar 2017 Cristina
romane
Flipped
 Mar 2017 Cristina
romane
I've been staring at this blank page for months
Knowing I should be able to write
The beautiful things that happened to us
The twists and wonders
Alive and palpable possibilities
Which now seem dead to me
Because we were never in love
But oh god we could have been
When confused, write it down.

The thing about humans is that they wanted to be chased, but only push that person away. And then sooner or later they will realize that they're in love with that person, who is already in love with someone else.
 Mar 2017 Cristina
romane
The thing about us humans is that we wanted to be chased, only to push that person who falls into the trap of our vulnerability.

Sooner or later we will realize that we are in love with that person, who is already in love with someone else.
 Mar 2017 Cristina
Traveler
ANSWERS
 Mar 2017 Cristina
Traveler
I will always feel your presence
Through these quantum
Ethereal waves
These strings they bind
Through our time lines
Beyond the conscious states

Countless questions
Reasoning why
Staggeringly suspect
Those subtle lies

It seems quite complicated
Yet it's as simplistic as can be
Along came a wind of change
And blew two spirits free
...
Traveler Tim
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If I could vacuum-clean
all of the dark clouds
from the sky above your head,
I would.

If I could make the sun shine
after stopping the rain,
I would.

If I could send you
an everlasting rainbow
to brighten-up all of your days,
I would.

If I could shoot
a wishfilled falling star
your way,
I would.

For you, if I could,
I would!

By Lady R.F ©2017
A little prayer for my family and friends.
Dedicated to anyone going through hardships.
If I could, I would!
***

I truly appreciate this prayer making the daily! All thanks be to God!
 Mar 2017 Cristina
Beatriz M
Aimless people
Running through this city
Looking for a shelter
In someone's arms.
Desperate runners
Trying to escape from this maze
From those hideous, scared forms
They see in the mirrors at the stores.
Running from themselves
Escaping from reality
In an illusion of happiness
They always try to reach.
Navigating through the darkness
While they try to find
Any sigh of light.
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