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 Jan 2015 Deenah
ThePoet
How much do you have to hate life

to not be scared of death?

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 Jan 2015 Deenah
A Thomas Hawkins
If you have a problem, state it.
If you've a question, please just ask
Don't talk to me in riddles.
Why make everything a task?

You assume too much, I'm thinking.
And these assumptions get your goat
So if thats the case, please humor me
here's an idea I'd like to float.

If you have a question, ask it.
If you've a problem, tell the class
Because this attitude I'm getting
Is a royal pain in the ***.
Love
is
Powerful,
Painful
and
Unpredictable**



I love you all.
Just a thought. Enjoy
 Jan 2015 Deenah
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 Jan 2015 Deenah
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A tad disproportionate and rough but you get the picture (pun intended).
:p
.
 Jan 2015 Deenah
Noxx
Finally.....
 Jan 2015 Deenah
Noxx
I've spent years at loves door

With bloodied knuckles I begged

Each time I knock she'd just

bang the door harder.

Imagine my surprise

When it finally opens

And I see you on the other side

Knuckles Bloodied.
Im just so glad I found you.
 Jan 2015 Deenah
ThePoet
You hold grudges,
as if you've
never wronged anyone
yourself

You bear grudges,
as if you
don't know how
much it hurts
to have one
against yourself

Remember what you've done
Remember how it feels

©
 Jan 2015 Deenah
The Unspoken
Its hard to mend a broken heart.

Its even harder to bring back a smile on the face of the one whose tears drown the pillow every night.
Its sadder when she doesn't know where she went wrong.
Frustrating when she doesn't know how to make it up because she has no idea how it all came crumbling down.

Its scary when she starts to think of the future you planned together.
More scary to look at the house you both picked and wished to someday in silence and hugs sit by the fire place.

Its makes her lose her mind whenever the tune you two used to dance to plays.
It makes her scream and her mind shutters.

Its impossible for the light to shine when she is left in a tunnel with unending darkness.

The final stub goes through her once tender firm but now broken heart when she thinks of another person in you arms, calling you by the same name she referred you to.


Its ever dark when you break her heart.

© TheUnspoken
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