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 Feb 2014 hello
harlee kae
Tonight I really hate you.
But I'll go on pretending I'm a happy girl in love.
You won't know the difference,
so what does it matter anyways.
At least when I'm pretending
I still have someone to talk to.
If I abandoned my inhibitions and told you the truth I'd be all alone.
Sad to say,
but I'd rather have a false feeling of love,
then no love at all.
By the time you figure this out
I'll be over it.
 Jan 2014 hello
Moon Child
If you tell me I'm meaningful
Then *******
The loyalty fades
When her zipper starts unhooking
And you hum to her smile
Leaving no thoughts for our flickers
 Jan 2014 hello
brooke
Transpose.
 Jan 2014 hello
brooke
you're living under a warm
pink light and I can see you
holding her hand between
the wooden seats in that
cafe

there's a glass of cold water
on my desk and I'm about
to go to bed.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014

a poem about acceptance.
 Jan 2014 hello
PK Wakefield
hello i love you the way
you are not.

i love the way you(let's)
become painful
to touch.

to fingers,
fold beneath
like the edges
of a knife are to fold

into my flesh
crimsonsome
and welling of(roses).
 Jan 2014 hello
PK Wakefield
shout, i know it's dark you might
hear they
might
hear
please
shout
(into darkness)
the fullness of your throat to make
a sound of such irrevocable self,
will part on its smoldering blade all darkness
will fold 'pon itself
fold upon itself and it will
tremble apart the walls of creaking death


(And you will ride it something brightly of destroying light into terse nightness of body
A colour splendid to feel as flowers,
You will on it fly
And your throat might crack to waiver slightly its beating,
But O heart you will
By fleet improbable wings of music
Fill the voice
And fling through dying
Rills of love so blinding

Even darkness cannot be seen.  )
 Jan 2014 hello
hkr
here i go again
 Jan 2014 hello
hkr
he smelled like you
so i let him kiss me
thinking it would be
just like home

spoiler alert;
it wasn't.

*i miss you
 Jan 2014 hello
Gabriella Moreno
We never spoke in person after you asked me out. It lasted a week. You called me "it". You're going places now.

2. Sorry, I never really wanted you.

3. I thought I loved you. You were my first kiss in a movie theater arcade. You probably liked her all along. I was never the same after you.

4. I was your biggest mistake. You listened to music I pretended I had heard of and you played video games I pretended to be interested in. I have a soft spot for you.

5. You're my favorite almost. You're still nice to look at.

6. You fell in love with my best friend. You were my #9 to her. I hope you regret it.

7. You called me "baby" and said you loved me two days in. I don't think you know anything about me besides my name.

8. You let me sing you to sleep once. To everyone else, we were perfect. I didn't love you as much as I wanted to.

9. You're the nightmares. You are the broken pencil, the torn pages. You were my first everything. My first train wreck. You're a narcissist and I'm basically the anti-Christ to you. It's all been said before. I'm still not sorry.

10. You kissed me too soon. When you gave me your sweatshirt in the rain I saw how good you were. I hope you still have big dreams. I hope it didn't hurt when I never texted back.

11. I broke my phone and we didn't speak for a few days. By the time I was back on twitter you were already with someone else.

12. I was drunk. Delete my number.

13. You're unconquerable. I still question how badly I wanted you, maybe I just wanted to be the one that stayed. But I stayed. You're more than I can ever convey into words. I'm sorry we never really got to fall in love.

14. I don't remember half the night. I'm glad we had one day to forget.

15. You're a stranger. Maybe we've already met. Maybe I've known you my whole life. Maybe you live across the planet. Maybe you've always been close. Whoever you are, you're #15, and I hope I don't crush you. (Please don't crush me).
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