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"Don't just ask God to bless you. Ask God to bless you, so that you can bless others too."* - **XL
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
oni
bon iver
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
oni
i know we cant
be
but sometimes i want to
be
things are strange.
I sit here and type this wondering a lot of things.
I have been through a lot of pain.
I have been through a lot in so little time.
Sometimes I wonder.....
Why?
You still mean everything to me and still will do anything for you.
All I want in return is your love.
Please don't ever let go when you wrap your arms around me.
Kiss me out of the blue and just randomly love on me.
I'm sorry for my mistakes.
I'm still here to make things right.
Yeah I'm still scared that it might happen again.
Yes I sometimes questions our relationship.
I'm just scared that it might happen again.
I'm scared to lose you again and that's why I'm doing whatever it takes to put that smile on your face.
To see you happy and make things right.
To see that smile on your face and for you to be yourself makes me so happy.
Feeling your arms around me and your lips touching mine are so amazing.
I can be a handful at times.
I can be irritating too.
But please don't give up on me.
Please don't ever give up on who or what you love.
Because I love you and I will never give up on you.
Just please don't leave me.
Please keep loving me and don't stop.......
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
Allison
we moved in slow motion
I was running through the waves
and you were in the deep end

dragged to shore and into his arms
all I see is light in the night
you are the stars and the moon

we move at high speeds with such clarity
were tangled in the storm
dancing in the dust clouds
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
David Bojay
Fluid loving
Intellectual touches to my ego makes me feel safe
These faces are similiar and my is mood levitating in the cosmos full of misery
The dreams I've been diving in have been hallucinations of my twisted universe
I wrote a eulogy of a person who made me suffer most
Oneness with the universe, I'm one with you baby girl I still think you're all that's worth
Lost in the prisms
Walking in natures holographic reality
Getting through with this spirit that helps me feel real to deal with these feelings I get when I'm missing you
Wasted love like unfinished letters to my old girl
Like how did we fall out?
Playing some John Lennon to convert tears into melodies
Acidic skies, many why's
The answer to the questions are neither truth or lies so I'll keep reticent and keep my 2 cents
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
L
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 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
L
It's been convinced that It's creativity needs a boost, some assistance to bring it closer to home. What We're trying to vocalize to It is simple and not very twisted, yet the transparency of thoughts became clouded at some point during the transmission through those waves. The Decree that We need to show It, the Decree of Truth and Art is only VERY SIMPLE! All of the skills that would enable It to Get It are present, uncomplicated and really real. Believe Us, blanketing It's foggy mind are all of the answers. That's the ticket, It!
 Feb 2015 Emily Tyler
wordvango
These reactions are uncontrolled emotions programmed in me algorithms
running autonomously from my wakened head
passion is evolutionary running in my background
I try to reprogram but they run automatically
I tried to reboot but lost my windows key
and tried Task manager to end but
I don't have Administrative Privilege.
I’ve grown far too large for the other half
of our once-shared trundle bed
the drawer, open every night
has been shut
a store bought out by big money
and even bigger boys

If I look hard enough,
I can still spy the specks of glitter you left on my windowsill
one here, two a couple months later
not enough to lift me off the ground
not enough to call you back through my curtains

I didn’t want to go, it wasn’t me
I wasn’t the one who thought this would work
You said
You said you’d come back
“spring cleaning”
only emptied me

I cringe with every tick of the clock
and you’d throw it out the glass door just to watch time fly
but what they never told you was
time doesn’t have wonderful thoughts to think
it only has seconds to take, minutes to die

You’ve grown far too small to have your eyes look in mine
too often rimmed red, purple, gray
you stayed the same while the world changed
you stopped time
you couldn’t stop me

I want my arms to reach you
my heart couldn’t take it
if you cried and thrashed away,
how I know you would

so here my arms are
holding myself
as I fall apart
on a bed far too small
for a girl
for too broken
to be much more than
a clock with a cracked face
and shaking hands
alone night childhood peter pan
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