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Dear Hello Poetry Poet,

Hypocrisy
Is what you say
It's what you do
Everything I hear
In every "I. Love. You."

❤❤❤

You want her, You love her.
I want you, I love you.
You don't want me, You don't love me.
She only needs you, She doesn't love you.

You feel about her, The way I feel about you.
I feel your pain, I feel what you do.

The point of all this?
���

I show you sympathy and mercy.
Unlike you do for me.

So much hypocrisy
But it doesn't matter to me.

Cause as much as you say you love her, I love you that much more.
And as much as you say you'd do for her,  I'd do for you that much more.
❤❤❤

Now...
Tonight as you lay by my side, thinking about her while you're holding me tight and you find this letter here on Hello Poetry, I hope this may help you to understand,  that although I think you're an amazing man, you're hurting me like she's hurting you.

There's nothing left to say or do...
This hypocrisy is killing me and it's certainly not helping you...  

Just never forget about The Girl Who Loved You. ❤
The man I love is a poet on here,  his identity I shall keep hidden.  
Please don't hate him for what he's doing to me,  for just like you and me, he can't help who he loves.
You see...  
This is a big world and I'd like to say that I've found my "ONE"
But there's too many others out there to say that my search is done.
So for this "ONE", eventually and soon I'll have to give up the dream.
As to what else is out there? That remains to be seen...
 Nov 2014 Lili
Sydney Ann
When voice fails
My purple pen
Embraces
My keening soul
 Nov 2014 Lili
Ember Evanescent
"DEAR BLANK CHALLENGE" PLEASE PLEASE READ THIS AND REPOST TRY TO KEEP IT GOING:  HELLOPOETRY "DEAR BLANK" CHALLENGE SECRET SANTA POEMS EXCEPT NOT SECRET AND NOT SANTA RANDOM ACT/POEM OF KINDNESS STRANGER POETRY APPRECIATION

I thought it might be nice to do like a secret santa thingy on hellopoetry only not secret and not santa… what I mean is, find a random stranger you literally have never met and do NOT know at all whose poetry you like and spend actual time genuinely reading their work, picking out your favorite lines and responding to them, pondering them, etc. Write something positive to them and post it as a poem with their name in the title. The “DEAR BLANK” challenge only you put their name instead of “blank”. I think we could all use a little recognition that we exist and are worth something since everyone seems a little depressed on here (including myself) which is fine, it’s a great outlet but it would be nice for people to just spontaneously find that a random stranger spent time in their life just to recognize you and care about your poetry. To write a kind poem/letter to them responding to lines in their poetry. If you need an example I just posted DEAR IMALRIGHT which was exactly what I meant. Check out imalright's poetry btw it is amazing.
I plan on doing for more than one person and I'd love for you to do the same. Spread a little kindness, we could all use a little.
Also message me if you are going to do the challenge and message the stranger you do the DEAR BLANK challenge for so they know to look for and read your poem.
I just thought that Imalright who was a perfect stranger to me seemed like a wonderful poet and a wonderful person based on her poetry so I chose her.
You do that too if you accept the DEAR BLANK challenge.
INCLUDE DEARBLANKCHALLENGE AS A HASHTAG IF YOU DO THE CHALLENGE SO EVERYONE CAN FIND THEM
please repost this over and over so we can get as many people involved as possible and try and make a difference in a couple people's lives because I just want to make everyone feel loved but I'm just one girl, I can't do it alone. Please help me with this and join me in the DEAR BLANK challenge. Take time out of your day to properly appreciate someone's poetry who you do not know.

PLEASE REPOST LET'S GET EVERYONE INVOLVED!!! ;D
THANKS!

-EMBER EVANESCENT
DEAR BLANK CHALLENGE
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
still
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
i've given
the
wrong people
the
right pieces
of me
(c) nate k. 2014
10 w.
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
phoenix
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
you lit up my
fragile heart
with
bursting vibrant
rubies through
your delicate
words
                           you spin me
                           around in a gentle
                           waltz, a secret dance
                           that only the
                           two of
                           us could
                           carry through
                                                           you charred my
                                                           skin where
                                                           your
                                                           fingers used to
                                                           touch, aching for
                                                           more flames
                                                                                                your cries are
                                                                                                the sound
                                                                                                of a forest
                                                                                                fire, searing
                                                                                                through my ears
                                                                                                all the way
                                                                                                into my
                                                                                                heart
© nate k. 2014
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
vessel
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
she held a
bundle
of tantrums against
her face
about a week
ago and it
was disguised
as strings of
sarcasm and wit,
when all she
ever felt was
ashes against
her cheeks, salt
in her eyes, and
a fire within
her heart,
burning
     burning
          burning
her soul
profoundly
within the depths
of her never-
ending
loneliness
(c) nate k. 2014
for the guitar-lessons girl.
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
drop
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
a ladder in hand,
yet
you pushed me
down below
(c) nate k. 2014
10w.
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
oxygen
 Nov 2014 Lili
nate k
dyspeneic,
he kissed her
        like she
was his
                                    last breath
(c) nate k. 2014
10w.
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