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 Oct 2013 J R
Sand
Untitled
 Oct 2013 J R
Sand
Raindrops do not drown
When they hit the rough ocean -  
They add to madness.
 Oct 2013 J R
Piel Arcilla
Why do people tend
To leave things behind,
When they need to go?
How careless.

How thoughtless.

Don’t they know
That memories unfold?
And they hurt.
They hurt a lot.

But it was thoughtful of them.
 Oct 2013 J R
Arantxa
hurt
 Oct 2013 J R
Arantxa
It's strange to think
everything is gone.
The quick kisses, your
blush after we'd made love.
You never thought
I'd find out about you.
But I caught you
in the act, so there is
no going back.
Can you hear the pain
in my voice?
How can you expect me
to believe we could
ever be the same?

Was it worth it?
*Was she worth this?
 Oct 2013 J R
Arantxa
obsession
 Oct 2013 J R
Arantxa
I light up a cigarette
and put it between my
red painted lips.
Feel you pounding
between my hips.
I try, but fail to fight
this feeling of lust.
You said girls
like me should come
in a better state.
I guess you're
right, but  ***
is my passion, and
I smile-
your final breath is now
my possession.
 Oct 2013 J R
wandabitch
Cry
 Oct 2013 J R
wandabitch
Cry
I can't give it up
The first day. I saw you cry.
The way the hurt.
Stung those eyes. It ate me up.
Why are you afraid?

Of me, I see.
Bleeding heart wide,
Your face is pale.
Before collision

The day you met me.
I drowned.
 Oct 2013 J R
Jowlough
I'll let you accuse
whisper me goodbye.
use me and diffuse,
go ahead, I will not cry.

I will stand still,
and still try,
never a quitter once,
but I know how to untie.

You never meant to forget,
what was us in the start.
but your ways keeps me fly away.
towards a broken heart.

Heart's stronger than lion's
but I bid to give a hand wave,
Absorbing as much pain
waiting nothing, nothing to save.
 Oct 2013 J R
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Sunrise
 Oct 2013 J R
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Do you ever stop to think about it?
The improbability of you and I?
Like a summer snowman, or an autumn breeze in the spring.

That what we truly are.
A pair of snowmen holding hands as we stare down the sun,
Daring it to try and melt us.

But the autumn breeze is strictly you, my love.
Tossed leaves stuck in your hair
As you look off at something that has you distracted.

Such beauty you hold, such elegance.
How shameful it must be for the other women,
That day that they realized they aren't you.

The leaves cling to your hair, but you don't mind.
You're looking over the water in the glistening lake.
I brush your hand and tell you we should go.

You come back to reality and see the sun beginning to set.
The day is done and we have things to do.
Filthy responsibilities and abhorrent work.

Not yet, you plead. Just a bit longer.
The sunset is so beautiful.
Perhaps the sunrise will match it as well.
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