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 Oct 2013 Eliza
Alysia Michelle
you make me want to listen
to all those silly love songs
that I learned to love
and each song reminds me of
a different person's name
...
well
they used to
now they're all yours
and so am i.
© Alysia Michelle
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Tintswalo
You say you want my love
My sweet lips you want to taste
My heart you want to feel
My skin you want to caress
Let me tell you a story you don't wanna hear
Of the love that broke my heart

I miss him so much I want to cry
Days have gone by and I haven't seen him
His bright face still smiles at me in my mind
With eyes that wink at my intelligence
"Tee, don't ever leave me again"
His last words that touched my heart

I miss him so much my heart bleeds
Days have gone by and I haven't heard from him
His kind words still ring in my head today
"**** you are ****"
His last words that got me to smile

I miss him so much my mind cannot fathom
Days have gone by and I haven't touched him
His gentle hands would lay on my hips
as he pulls me with his strong hand
Gently to his sweet breath

I miss him so much my body shakes
Like an addict longing for a fix one more time
I long for his tight squeezing arms around me
He lays there so close yet so far
"Should I wake him for a fix of pleasure"
My last thoughts before my trauma

My love left me alone
To a place I cannot reach
I want to go there each time
I miss his gentle touch
I miss his heavy compassionate eyes on me
With his body beside me
A perfect plan to bring him back
I gently kissed his lips with care
Hoping for love to respond not despair
Like a corpse with no feel he finally said
"Tee we shouldn't do this"
His last words that killed my heart

This story is too deep for me to tell
So listen to me my love
I will get straight to the point
Don't expect me to love with no heart
It got killed during an emotional warfare
Stabbed with a double edged sword of rejection
It bled out all the sweetness
I have no heart to give you my love
I call you love out of normality
Like his words broke me
I don't think we should be doing this!
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emma
Sometimes when I'm by myself
I like to think about you
(really it's most of the time I'm not a very good liar).

I guess you smell pretty good
and I like the way your hair feels in my fingers
(I want to bottle your smell and keep you close to me).

My favorite place to fall asleep is with you
between my arms on the couch
(if it were possible I would never leave that spot).

When you laugh I get kind of happy because
your laugh is cute and then you're smiling
(the happiness radiated through your smile and laughter is contagious).

Your hands are soft and sweet looking
and your lips are pretty much the same way
(I want to stay with our hands and our lips intertwined).

Other girls don't compare to you because
you're smart and funny and pretty
(the eyes of my heart are blind to everyone but you).

I think you're very sweet and cute and smart and fun and
maybe I sort of like you kind of
(I am madly and hopelessly in love with everything about you).
 Oct 2013 Eliza
marina
dry your eyes
 Oct 2013 Eliza
marina
i wish my generation would stop
romanticizing misery; if he only loves you
because you are sad, then what will happen
when he's the only one to make you happy

(are you prepared to watch him walk away
for another girl reading bukowski?)
please don't think your sadness is the only thing about you that is beautiful
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emma Azura
Heroine
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emma Azura
coming off my ****** high
veins pulsing, head sweating, body shaking
always thinking it would never be me
always thought I took my own advice
if I could pierce my skin with the tainted needle but just one more time

I am ruined
thoughts of my drug ferociously circle my ****** brain
morning, afternoon, night
an unbelievable fight that I am winning

my demons pull me back every once in a while
and I wish I could dip my feet in
but the water is much too shallow
and the surrounding air laughs

only the flowers know
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Amanda In Scarlet
I want to **** humanely, but
The pulsing gushes taste sublime
When they’re aware that it’s their time.

I need to feed.
I long to read
The terror in those heartshed tendrils

His lifesblood is delicious.

Scarlet drips
Awake my lust
He needs to bleed.

I should not…But I must…
A vampire with a conscience...?  Not one that's strong enough to overcome their inclinations...  One for Halloween..!!
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Williamsji Maveli

I am dark like rain clouds;
But, when you shower,
I become the most loveable;
Then, I shall embrace my sun!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Austin Skye
Oct. 23rd, 2013

In the slowness of the night..
I breath and I feel.
My thoughts run wild
Through forests of wonder
Of memory and futures.
My eyes wander
Through time and in life.

But as the sun begins to rise
Reaching through my blinds
To gently caress my face..
My skin goes numb
And my heart does race
My thoughts choked off
Like there's no air, no space.

I wander the day and I tell myself
To breath
I stumble through the barren streets
Devoid of trees.
I feel the night so long ago
Slip through my fingers
Taking with it my ease.
And while I'm waiting
For the moon to free me
I am only skating
On thin ice slowly melting
Under the sky.

Then as the sun dips
Below the mountains high..
My blood runs fast
Every breath
Again begins to last.
The darkness keeps me
In tender embrace

I breath and I feel
The slowness of the night
My thoughts bound
Leaping about
And my eyes can see
Without a doubt.
The night is my dreaming time. It inspires the desire and drive, and the thoughts that I write.
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