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 Feb 2015 hushhush
Creep
Travels
 Feb 2015 hushhush
Creep
I might be trapped in this cupboard,
But my mind and soul wanders on its own.
They don't need legs,
Or wings,
To go anywhere it pleases.

They flew away from me yesterday
To visit you and show you my love,
To take a tour through San Francisco
With its winding slopes,
Where the mountains meet the bay.
They swam over to London,
Go spotting for Banksy artworks,
Skipped down to Russia swigging
Down that ***** halfway there to
Wash away all attachements.

But I guess the ***** wasn't enough
Cause I'm still here.
Idk lol... wanted to write about san fran cause I recently visited and I love it so much... but it turned out to this ^^ heh, well I was daydreaming in class about cali...

Therapy
By all time low
 Feb 2015 hushhush
Creep
Tombstone
 Feb 2015 hushhush
Creep
Can I be your tombstone?
Please let me announce to the world
How wonderful you were
Tell everyone about you,

And to stay by your side always.
Eh idk tbh
Hope this is not too depressing? No? Sorry if it is ^^" its not suppose to be...

Snap out of it
By arctic monkeys
 Feb 2015 hushhush
The Good Pussy
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                                 I will
                           love my body
                        I will be more sp
                       ontaneous I will d
                        iscover new erge
                        nous zones I will
                        be more confide
                        nt on top I will g
                        et out of the bed
                        room more I will
                        become a blow-
                        job diva I will no
                        t be selfish I will
                        learn what I real
                        ly love I will spe
                        nd more serious
                        time with my va
                        gina I  will  stop
                        over   analyzing
       I will get to                know my G - spot
  I will play out   my     fantasies I will stop
  faking ******* I w    ill just kiss more ofte
  n I will stop saying       something feels    
    good when                        it doesn't
"I will eat out more often."

LOL :D
~~
Sometimes Loudly
Sometimes Silently
Yellow leaves have fallen,
Becoming dry
Pale
Passing through as the grained Sound on the Street

Slowly dark flees across the evenings
What an Illusion!
What Shadows!
Has Shuffled
The Past
Present
Future

Your form that creates metaphors
And what a wonderful feel
Through out its gravity
Night dancing,
When aroma of Night-Queen
Moving in the air,
Plays with the moonlit
As if Reminds
The First love Poem

Has burned within the form
Standing to fascinate
Away, a dense bunch
Of vine Forest
Bored Air moving
Listening the murmur
Of dried leaves
In the passing wind of banner
As if Someone Calling with
My old name

Empty
Restless Heart
Today is the tune that somewhere else
Like a flow
Of a distant river melody,
Surging waves of the attack
In the Strange night of Spring

Continuous grey leaves falling
Falling on the Floor
Whispering the words on the street goes through
What an Illusion!
What Shadows!
~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
whispering the words on the street goes through/
 Feb 2015 hushhush
a m a n d a
things that were beautiful
robbed of meaning
cast aside
 Feb 2015 hushhush
Corina
The body is not an apology
I once sat on a bicycle, naked
with 3 medical students cheering at me
I don't believe I ever pedaled so hard
three strangers talking small talk while staring at my sweaty *****
And I was not even allowed to say anything back
but at least now I know I own a strong hard

The body is not an apology
I get uncomfortable just talking about nakedness
yet every week I make small talk with naked strangers
while fastly putting on my normal clothes
right over my sweaty body
I'm way too scared to take a shower like the rest of them

The body is not an apology
I didn't swim since I was fourteen
eleven years of excuses why I shouldn't swim, but honestly,
I just can't handle the image of myself in a bathing suit
I'm the fattest person I ever met
And I'm so tired
of trying to find apologies
for being what I am

The body is not an apology
and neither are eating disorder, depression or small budget
Neither is too tired to cook or genetics
my bones aren't any heavier than yours

The body is not an apology
But maybe my gym card is
and my food diary
and my salad for dinner
Maybe it is enough
that at least
today I tried
 Feb 2015 hushhush
M
Untitled
 Feb 2015 hushhush
M
oh, don't worry, please
I know what I'm doing.
 Feb 2015 hushhush
Ryan Nyberg
If you let me in, i might crumble and break
i might stumble and fall
i might make some mistakes.
I might let you down once,
i might let you down twice
but i'll never get tired
of looking into your eyes.

If you let me in, i will forever be yours
be as gentle as silk, i'll be your faithful voice.
I'll hold you in my arms
when you're scared or confused
hold your hand when you're falling
accept when you're  refused.

I will be by your side
i will fight all your fears
i will lessen my pride
and build bridges from piers.
I will always forgive
no matter how big the sin
i will be your best bet
If you just let me in.
 Feb 2015 hushhush
Anna Mosca

on borrowed dreams

he said we are made

with the same atoms

as the sun and the stars

that a small part of him

could have been a star

long ago now fallen

on this solid planet

yet not having

a light of its own

he was afraid he

may fly apart

anytime once

more into the

finest powder

a tear in my eyes

as I dive into

deep thoughts

he never ceases

to surprise me
All these poems are from The California Notebook collection from www.annamosca.com
 Feb 2015 hushhush
Attineo
I’m running in the darkness,
Running from myself;
I’ve been running for so long now,
Myself is someone else.

Despair had my heart in pieces,
I wanted to run and hide,
But I couldn’t run away from myself
And escape all the voices inside

I’m lost without Your justice,
I’m sick without Your peace.
I’m dying without Your loving touch,
And I’m chained without Your key.

When I’ve lost my way
You’ve never lost me.
When I’m frozen in the pain
You’ve never lost me.


I will fail at everything I try to do,
‘Cause I’m nothing without You.
I only know one thing is true:
When I’ve lost my way and I’m afraid,
You’ve never lost me.
When I’ve lost my way
You’ve never lost me.
When I’m frozen in the pain
You’ve never lost me.


Secure in my possessions,
I was trying to save myself;
Discovering my weakness,
Myself was all that was left.

I covered every blemish,
Abandoned all my dreams;
Maybe if I lost myself,
I wouldn’t want to scream.

When I’ve lost my way
You’ve never lost me.
When I’m frozen in the pain
You’ve never lost me.


I will fail at everything I try to do,
‘Cause I’m nothing without You.
I only know one thing is true:
When I’ve lost my way and I’m afraid,
You’ve never lost me.
When I’ve lost my way
You’ve never lost me.
When I’m frozen in the pain
You’ve never lost me.


Can You take this mess of me?
Can I forget all I knew?
Can You build me up again?
Can I just belong to you?


You’ve never lost me, You’ve never lost me
(You’ve ne-ver lost me)
You’ve never lost me, You’ve never lost me
(You’ve ne-ver lost me)


I will fail at everything I try to do,
‘Cause I’m nothing without You.
I only know one thing is true:
When I’ve lost my way and I’m afraid,
You’ve never lost me.
When I’ve lost my way
You’ve never lost me.
When I’m frozen in the pain
You’ve never lost me.



When I’ve lost my way (You’ve ne-ver lost me) (I'm lost without you)
You’ve never lost me. (I'm lost without you)
When I’m frozen in the pain (You’ve ne-ver lost me) (I'm lost without you)
You’ve never lost me. (I'm lost without you)

When I’ve lost my way (You’ve ne-ver lost me) (I'm lost without you)
You’ve never lost me. (I'm lost without you)
When I’m frozen in the pain (You’ve ne-ver lost me) (I'm lost without you)
You’ve never lost me. (I'm lost without you)
Hey guys, let me know if you have any suggestions!  This is from an assignment.
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