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 Jul 2014 devare
Lani Foronda
You're like a passage of my favorite book-
Perfect company on a rainy weekend.
Tell me all the things I'd love to hear.
Spin me tales of love and loss.
Create the endless possibilities that we have to offer.

You're a blanket on a lazy day-
Safe, secure, and comforting.
Wrap me up and hold me close.
Cover us up from head down to our toes.
Share me stories that you'd only tell your pillow to.

You're like a song playing on the radio-
Singing a sweet melody all day long.
Dance along to the music with me.
Spin in circles until the world's a blur of color.
Feel my heart in sync with the song's beat.

You're like a cup of coffee-
Liquid happiness on Sunday mornings.
Wake me up when I'm only half here.
Bring me back down to earth
After a long night away.
July 25, 2013
 Jul 2014 devare
Lani Foronda
I'm floating
Floating on a little river
Down to who-knows-where.
Direction and time is something
Unheard of
In a place like this.
Time could be tick-tocking away
And I could care less.
The current's taking me wherever it pleases,
And I'm in no mood to argue today.
It's just the river and me-
Enjoying the sunlight and summer breeze.
It's nice finally nice not having a care.
There's no burden
Or heavy weight dragging me down
On this little river of mine.
July 07, 2013
 Jul 2014 devare
Diana Bloom
do i like you?
or am i just trying to fill the hole that the last boy left?
i wish i knew.

d.l.b.
 Jul 2014 devare
Drake Taylor
"What a day,
Life right?
Well,
**** happens ya know,
Oh well,
It could be worse,

Right?"

"Yea,
I think it could be.
Just know,
You're a good person."

"No I'm not"

"Yes you are, now
Go to sleep"

"Ok(thank you)"
 Jul 2014 devare
Claire Elizabeth
sometimes i think about you
the one that i loved first
(the one that i still do)
and i get so incredibly sad
because you were mine
i was yours
i thought
talk to me
Jesus Christ just talk to me
its nights like these
where i cant help but to miss you
so deeply
that it rips my chest open
so i can see the flowers that you planted there


*are still growing
i can't help it.
help me.
help me.
 Jul 2014 devare
Court
I JUST WANT TO FORGET THE WAY YOUR LIPS TASTED AND THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE AND YOUR LAUGH AND THAT STUPID LITTLE SMIRK AND THE WAY YOU RUN YOUR FINGERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR AND THAT SMILE WHEN YOUR FAVORITE SONG CAME ON THE RADIO AND THE SCREAMS TO GOD IN THE SHEETS AND THE BRUISE LOOKING MARKS YOU MADE ON MY CHEST AND THE YOUR SINGING VOICE AND YOUR FAMILY AND YOUR BIRTHDAY AND HOW YOU PUT VANILLA IN YOUR COFFEE AND THE FACT THAT YOU'RE SUCH A NERD YOU'LL READ THIS AND HATE THAT IT'S A RUN ON SENTENCE SO YOU'LL FEEL THE NEED TO REWRITE IT WITH CORRECT PUNCTUATION AND I ESPECIALLY HOPE ONE DAY I FORGET THAT I EVER LOVED YOU AND THE WAY I FELT WHEN YOU LEFT.
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