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 Oct 2013 heather
Nuala Woods
If you show me yours I'll show you mine,
Just don't tell my parents because they think I'm fine.
I put on a happy face and I even have myself fooled sometimes,
But when I'm alone, the pain seeks through, when is it time to be happy?
 Oct 2013 heather
Powers
I fall in love when I am lonely
4. I won't be able to look in the mirror and be happy
5. I can not fall in love after ***.
6. My need for affection is insatiable.
7. I somehow convinced myself I will be the Anastasia to one of these Mr.Greys
8. I feel that two is the loneliest number
9. As long as you touch me I will love you
10. I wont be able to look in the mirror and be happy
11. I know I said that twice
1. I do not know how to love people properly.
2. This includes myself.
To see
To wit
To kiss
Unlit
The night
The stars
Now light
Now dark
Confused
Abused
Inspired
Absurd
From me
To you
I say
I do
Please stay
Don't go
No please
You know
To David. Teehee.
 Oct 2013 heather
ASB
the game
 Oct 2013 heather
ASB
we are in and out,
we never call the next morning,
we flirt with other people
and we break each other's hearts.

we are casual and careless
and pretend it's all a game
because it's all we know to do
and we don't have another way.

but the stakes are high this time
and I can't hurt you anymore.
so I choose you, I'm all in,
and I will be forever yours.

I am through with playing games,
I am laying down the cards.
it is your turn now, my love,
but you've already won my heart.
 Oct 2013 heather
Sofia Paderes
He hates sunrise
because the lovely pale glow of each ray
is a beautiful dagger pointed straight at his heart
the tip an inch away
from drawing the life out of him
you are the life in him
and he hates you so.

He hates anchors
because they don’t let
even the biggest ships glide along the waters as they please
and you don’t let him glide along as he pleases
you are his anchor
and he hates you so.

He hates the wind
because without it
he would have no direction
no strength to move on
you are
and you aren’t his wind
and he hates you so.

I have watched him
sail the hardest seas
cut through the roughest waters
brave the wildest winds
but you…
he doesn’t know how to deal
with the pain of missing you.
The girl who is never alone always felt lonely.
She messes with their threads
A puppeteer pulling on the ends.
She misses & pulls on hers instead.
Tangled strings on the wood
Disaster framed in velvet, stained red.
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