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No one else can see your tear drops in the rain
No one else can see your dark side, when you're standing in the shade
No one else can see the blood within your veins
No one else but me... I can see inside your eyes like Window panes.
emptiness has never felt so fulfilling.
nothingness has never weighed so much.
loneliness has never been so comforting.
intangibility i've never been able to touch.

freedom has never felt so conflicted.
innocence has never felt so unclean.
distance has never felt so constricted.
simplicity has never felt so serene.

trust has never felt so unnatural.
truth has never felt so far away.
beauty has never been so factual.
paths have never lead this far astray.

lifetimes have never lasted this long.
but seconds have never been so short.
words I could never put into song.
so writing them is my last resort.

Existence isn't free.
Misery is the cost.
I've never felt so "me".
I've never felt so lost...
Losing my trust in Charity
Losing all proof of Prosperity
Losing my strength in Sanity
Losing all hope in Humanity

She is gone now...
Everything else has lost it's meaning.
 Apr 2014 Jojo
Shel Silverstein
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
 Apr 2014 Jojo
E. E. Cummings
there is a
moon sole
in the blue
night

      amorous of waters
tremulous,
blinded with silence the
undulous heaven yearns where

in tense starlessness
anoint with ardor
the yellow lover

stands in the dumb dark
svelte
and
urgent

        (again
love i slowly
gather
of thy languorous mouth the

thrilling
flower)
 Apr 2014 Jojo
Weasel
Dyin' Sunset
 Apr 2014 Jojo
Weasel
Folks, I noticed a dyin' sunset today
It made me weep
Just like the raindrops
That hit my cheeks

{ Weasel }
This is true.
Thank you for reading.
Poem 14
© The Weasel
All rights reserved.
 Apr 2014 Jojo
PrttyBrd
rapture
 Apr 2014 Jojo
PrttyBrd
teased in hopeful anticipation
seconds pass in days


**tortured surrender
10w
40814
 Apr 2014 Jojo
nissa
6W - vows
 Apr 2014 Jojo
nissa
different promises for the same vows
Out
Last night I stayed up,
Thinking I'd be fine today:
I was out of it.
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