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 Nov 2013 authentic
Marsha Singh
I let you walk me home last night
in a freezing March downpour;
I said you shouldn't love me
and for that, you loved me more.
 Oct 2013 authentic
Melissa S
Love
 Oct 2013 authentic
Melissa S
The word is so simple...
Why is it so complicated?
 Oct 2013 authentic
Kurt Anderson
If I had a friend, you know who that'd be?
The ocean waves or the bumbling bees.
The sky up above, or the grass down low
And they'd be the best friends I would ever know.
 Oct 2013 authentic
demimcdonagh
I heard a bird sing
in the dark of december
a magical thing
and sweet to remember

we are nearer to spring
then we are to september
i heard a bird sing
in the dark of december
 Oct 2013 authentic
SH Yang
Untitled
 Oct 2013 authentic
SH Yang
Don't hate the world just because they don't see what you see.
I know it can get pretty lonely, but you can trust me.
 Oct 2013 authentic
Danika
Home
 Oct 2013 authentic
Danika
I want to go home
And end this charade
This summer camp that’s supposed to last four years
Okay game’s over
I want to go home
8/23/12. College ****** at first.
 Oct 2013 authentic
Zac DeForge
All the people I pass by,
Cities unto themselves,
Holding citizens within secrets.
If theses streets could talk
They would speak volumes
About the lives within.
If only I could explore
Every back alley
And examine every
Sidewalk crack.

These strangers don't know
How important they are to me.
I only hope that I am as important
To their existence
As they are to mine.
 Oct 2013 authentic
Laura Stevens
I'm tired of searching for someone like you.
Not just another person to *****.

I remember your truck..
brown, rusted, perfection because you were there.

I remember who I was when I met you
young, thin, hair down to my denim belt loops.

I remember the feeling of the first time
loving, slow, your warm breath against my neck.

But then I remember the fighting...
bruises, lies, cover-up.

So there I go again.. back to the truth
I never want to find another like you.
I wrote a lot of poetry at one time or another.. haven't in what must be years.. I always go back to the place in my poetry though for some reason..
 Oct 2013 authentic
Sweet as Salt
I see them touching you
i pretend not to care
but im wishing i could too
this really isnt any fair

they look so happy to be so close
but my anger is getting out of hand
im starting to see them all as foes
even the ones who are my friends

my jealousy is driving me crazy
i cant hold back anymore
no one is around but its getting so noisy
and my heart is starting to feel sore
 Oct 2013 authentic
Dani
I wish I had eyes bright enough to light up your darkest days
Hands that stroked your hair in just the right way
I wish I had the right kind of love to make you stay





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