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 Sep 2017 Isabelle
Anna Patricia
Perhaps no one knows
how tough life has been for me lately,
and how close I am from giving up.

But when I hear you laugh,
life goes from tough to the easiest thing
and you keep me going somehow.
 Sep 2017 Isabelle
Grey mirror
Flaws
 Sep 2017 Isabelle
Grey mirror
Weaknesses and imperfections
Are part of your reflection.
They are vivid to your eyes
As you gaze into the mirror
That mostly tells you lies,
You keep telling yourself
"Someday someone will love me for my flaws"

Is that really what you're looking for?

You are already loved in spite of your errors,
Right from your mother's womb,
You were bestowed with a purpose,
You have the potential to turn
Imperfections into excellence.


It takes the humble and the meek
The scarred and the bruised
Not the perfect to lead.
Don't wait for someone to accept your flaws
But let your flaws push you
To where you want to go
Far beyond the edge of your comfort zone.
We are all flawed but we are all capable of reaching the silver lining beyond the dark cloud
1Cor 1:27
....And God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty.
 Sep 2017 Isabelle
Luis Liriano
my love you aren't mine yet
but you are still the sun that shines in my darkest dream
the moon that guides me on the nights on lost the most

my dear you aren't mine yet
But you some how got me smiling to the thought of you
got me excited due to the idea of you and I existing

You bloom and blossom so effortlessly
You grow and shine without even thinking about it
So now I am left if an dropped jaw and heart shaped eyes
Due to your smile
Love is like a game
You should know the instruction to understand
You should “XOXO” - like in Tic-Tac-Toe
You should mind your words - like in Scrabble
You should know your moves - like in Chess
You shouldn’t make mistakes too often - like in Hangman
You should complete each other - like in Jigsaw Puzzle
You should never cheat
But love,
Love wasn’t meant to be played
 Sep 2017 Isabelle
Peter Balkus
You won't understand
how it feels
to love.

You never loved,
you only calculate,
you only think.
You are never
on the brink. You never feel.

You won't understand how it is,
how man turns blind and then
how blind man turns man who can see.
You never felt this way,
you only think, and look
and calculate

what is good for you,
what is bad,
what is to remember,
what is to forget.

I hate you
for hating me,
I hope one day you will learn
and you will feel
how it is like
to love. One day
you will shed a tear, I hope. I bet.
Then you will speak to me,
you will look at me differently,
you will remember my name.

I'm sorry for you sometimes,
it must be sad
to separate the light from shadow
and shadow from the light
with one simple cut, one look
of the cold eyes.

You are never sorry for me,
but
I'm sorry for you sometimes.
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