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Eve Feb 2015
You're* the shell I once kept safe
Now carefully shoved away

You're the song I once loved
Now deleted for it caused boredom

You're the book I once read over and over and over
Now easily packed on the shelf

You're the food I once stored to eat
Now decomposed in the trash long gone to the heap

You're the flower I once nurtured
Now dying without a drought

You're the candle I've always kept lit
Now the flames put out.

You were the one always on my mind
Yet after so much, still on my mind.

-fir.m
till this day you remain
Eve Feb 2015
Love* is an amazing thing
People just mix up what hurts.
Love is Beautiful
Rejection is sad
Love makes a mortal hopeful
Disappointment makes him mad
Love is supposed to be Truthful
Lying makes the relationship go bad
Thus making the mortal ruthful
And begins placing feelings on a writing pad
Claiming " love is hurtful"
Lies, your words are ******* clad
For love is bliss.

-fir.m
I was scrolling through the poems of many writers and saw someone describe love as a vile thing. It was an amazing piece but with cheap words. Love is truly amazing, don't mix up what hurts.
Eve Feb 2015
Love is profound
Screaming without sound
Wounds are fresh
Memories hold you enmesh

If reminiscing is but a sin
The owners of hell would win
A better place, maybe
At least it's the home of your blue baby

He did you terrible
Yet his words are your parable
Loving him is wrong
But he is your soul's theme song

One day you will have to lead him into the shade
For the memories will have to fade
The love will have to lose all its depth
Hoping it will be before your last breath.


-fir.m
I don't really do rhymes but i can try.
I write whatever comes, line after line just that the words having to sound alike is just so **** hard to do. For that you need to think, i'm totally not gonna try doing it again. I like writing what comes along, i hate having to think, makes me feel like i'm faking x'D
Eve Feb 2015
Stifling from the fallen Grace
You've loved,
You've lost.
Unbidden promises,
the ones that annihilated
What was known as love,
What was known as caring,
What was known as selflessness.
But why?
Are they the ones you keep safe
In your ******* soul
Filled with anger,
Frustration.
Those are the promises that is meant to be forgotten,
Yet you hold them captive,
Reasons?
I shall never know..
Will you ever let me know?

-F.M
I have this one friend that i hold close but i wonder if she knows how much i care for her. I'm not a person who shares sentiment easily but little by little i hope to achieve more confidence into what i want to become. I hope that one day she'll open up to me as i expect her to, for i just want to be there for her.
Eve Feb 2015
It's warm.
What is this blissfulness?
"It's me.. You're not alone"
Embedded in the eardrum.
Tears disappeared
By just one glance at that curve on the face
That weird, yet such an euphoric curve
It's called a smile
Strange-
For it made the pain scattered
What is this comfort?  

Soon a smile was made apart of the appearance
Apart of the life
This curve was then around all the corners of the world

But where is the warmth?
The one that was felt in the beginning
It was always felt in thy heart
It was always seen when looked right..
But is no more seen or felt.
Blinked away,
It vanished
And where was thy?
Back in the cold.
The smile, euphoric?
What's that?

-fir.m
Eve Feb 2015
Looking at it from 10 inches
Look away
"No, no not again" etched in your mind
Yet the vulnerability of your heart aches for it
Stretching for it ..
Pulling back ..
Leaning forward ..
Turns away..
Grabs it..
It's in your hand..
You smile ..
Your heart pleased
Your mind unease
One,
Two,
Three..
Tears fall uncontrollably
Blood spilling easily
One,
Two,
Three..
Stop?
No..
You smile even wider..
One,
Two,
Three..
Love.
Is the blade sharp enough.. ?

-fir.m
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