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Florence Maude Jul 2015
Stay back
Don't get to close
The quietest of us
Fear the most

We fear
And fight our demons
While life passes by
But no one can hear a sound
No one sees enough to ask why

The prison of silence can be torture
Being here all alone
But for some of us it's a blessing
To not have someone asking if we're home

For me it's best to be kept away
So those around me don't hurt
For my heart is constructed of ice
But my mind is built of fire
Conflicting within me
Making my need for isolation more dire

Here in my kingdom of ice and fire
I am the queen
Ruling however I please
With a civil war on the horizon
Yet floating through time with ease

So you wonder why people ignore us
Well for some know all to well
That the quietest of us can be the most dangerous
The wild cards that can't be helped

But don't worry
Not all of us strike poison
So if you dare go greet them
Make sure to bring your knives
I worry this one is all over the place
Florence Maude Jul 2015
Drip
Drip
Drip
Is all you hear
In the dark silence
Of the night

You can feel their hot breath
Dancing on the back of your neck
And you turn and look behind you
To see nothing

You can smell the blood on their teeth
From their last ****
But your nose
Leads you no where

You reach out into the blackness
And feel nothing
But smoke and mirrors

You don't know where they are
What they are
Who they seem to be
Why they're after you
Or when they're coming to feast

All you can do
Is *wait

And wait
And wait
Until the beasts **strike
A little horror poem for you all

Or more like a metaphorical piece that is hard to crack
Florence Maude Jul 2015
Remember when all the lights went out
And the snow drifted all over town
Remember when we let our hearts show off
And all that we had lost was found
Remember those moments
Where everything seemed
Like it could last
Forever

Maybe even though
Stars fall
We can all learn to
Stand tall
Maybe even though
Empires crumble
We can all last
Forever

Even when all the lights go
Out
And silence is the only
Sound
When everything is new and cold
Maybe we can break our bonds
Maybe we can bend our molds
Maybe we can make this last
Forever
Inspiration struck and I had nothing  to do for once!
Florence Maude Jul 2015
He looked into my eyes
And he said
Not yet do we have to be dead
And in that moment
I could have sworn that maybe
Just maybe
We could be forever

I told him
Nothing lasts forever
For forevers always turn into
nevers

He took his hand
And cupped my cheek
His eyes turned so mournful
Like he bared the kind of love that could make armies turn weak

Maybe we don't have to be forever then
He said
But maybe instead we can be infinite

In that moment I knew for sure
That in fact we may not be forever
But that maybe
Just maybe
That it was okay
Because as I kissed him I believed
That we truly were
*infinite
Sorry guys, summer drama and had no computer for a while. Going to the beach Sunday so no computer access once more for the whole week. I'll try to post lots of poems tomorrow
Florence Maude Jul 2015
The summer sun
Kisses my skin
Perfect time
To be young again

No more worries
No more doubts
No more cages
No more pouts

And here I am
Drifting about
Thinking of
What happens next

Of how we'll meet again
If we'll stay friends
If I am wrong and you are right
And if my black soul is still comparable with your pure

And while I spend
My time contemplating
The summer slips away
Leaving me here wishing it would stay
Florence Maude Jun 2015
Isn't it so beautiful
To see something as simple as a heart beat
Come alive?

Not just the steady thumping
The thumping that keeps you alive
But something more

The quickening pace
As you heart enters this race
That occur as soon as you see your lover's face

The little flutters it emits
Right from your soul
Making those empty spots whole

Isn't it incredible how it goes to your smile
Your eyes
Your very mood

Oh don't you wish
With all your heart
That you can see it again soon
Florence Maude Jun 2015
Isn't it amazing
How smiles can be faked
How laughs can be plastic
How ****** expressions be unreal

Isn't it incredible
How good of actors
People can
And that no one can see

Isn't it sad
Being that person
Behind that mask
Longing for someone to see

But alas
You're all alone
And your screams
Only echo
Off the sides
Of your mask

You can't let someone in
You can't get out
You must stay
An imprisoned actor
Faking to the end
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