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You're broken,
but try to mend
You've fallen,
but you pretend

Feelings remained
but he left
Life has changed
but love was kept

J.H.
is all about
making sense
out of all
these
mess*

©IGMS
try to make sense
 Oct 2015 Jyostna
Skylar
Control
 Oct 2015 Jyostna
Skylar
Getting attached to someone
Is the one most ******
Up things you can do

Once you're attached
There's no turning back
It becomes too late before
You even realize

It is terrifying when you
Realize that someone else
Is in control of your
happiness

Because when they walk away
You find yourself stuck
Attempting to re-gain
Control of yourself.

**I Hate This
 Oct 2015 Jyostna
Paul Marfil
"What happens after we die?" She asked.

"Well, I'm not sure, really. But what I'm sure of is that when a moment dies, it gets resurrected in the mind as a memory."

"Will I be just a memory to you someday?"

"Maybe, but some memories are better than others. And when I become a memory too, I will find you, and together we will go to that one magical place where memories become moments once more."
 Oct 2015 Jyostna
Natalia Nava
There is not a moment
that goes by
without your name
passing though my mind

it comes and stays
uninvited
it doesn’t bother leaving
it comes with all the memories
the, now, painful memories
the ones that used to make me smile,
now only cause my heart to ache
i wish you could come back
but i know thats impossible

even if you did come back
it will never return to the old way
we used to be

that thought hurts more than
anything

-n.n
 Sep 2015 Jyostna
YZ
mood swings
 Sep 2015 Jyostna
YZ
on certain days like these
i actually enjoy breathing
hearing the sound of the leaves moved by the wind
seeing the colours of the sky
blue with white strokes of clouds and pink streaks
watching the sun slowly falling to lighten up another part of earth
spotting the birds flying towards any destination they'd like to go

for some reason
on other days
all these details seem to annoy me
how the leaves are screaming
how the sky changes so quickly
how the sun's departure darkens us
how birds can fly away when they want to

and i am jealous
i envy leaves, for they move so carelessly back and forth
i envy the sky for changing his colours without changing its beauty
i envy the sun for always being the light in the human life
i envy the birds for their wings
if i had any wings
i'd have flown away by now
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