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Karla Cronje Nov 2015
You're all i think about
So i guess this is for you then

There is much more to this poem
than that meets the eye

See i'm writing this ..
And you'll never know it

But it's actully beautiful
- if you think of it..

Because someone somewhere
Out there there in the world

They are writing about someone
And they dont even know it ..

If this dont make sence
Then you're not included

They talk about deeper meanings
- well i guess then you'll have to find it.
it's complicated .. Writing a poem you'll never read.
Cigarettes are expensive
but I need a reason
to stand outside of parties
and avoid
interaction.
Karla Cronje Sep 2015
it will make you love
it will make you cry
it will bring you down
it will get you high

you listen to the music
and would like to sing along
you want to get the meaning out of each
and every song
but all you want is to find yourself message
and some words to call your own

eigher way you keep on listerning
whisteling
it keeps us going
I promise
passion , irony poem for the lovers of the outtar word
  Aug 2015 Karla Cronje
Aditi Kumar
I want my words to be beautiful.
Beautiful like yours.
I want to see ordinary things,
Find the magic in them,
And put the magic on a page, for everyone to understand.

I want to have a way with words.
I want every poem of mine
To become a masterpiece.
Just like yours.

I am not broken.

But you are.

You see the world through pain,
And pain makes the colors brighter.
It makes the value of feelings
Climb higher.

Sometimes I wonder
If I should be broken like you
If I want my words to resonate
Like yours.

Sometimes I wonder,
If it will be truly worth it
In the end.

I wonder what it will be like,
To cut myself up to pour out the beauty inside me.

Just like you.

I imagine that you
Raise the blade
Slice your feelings open
And write your masterpiece
In red.
Can only sad people write good poems? Can only broken people find inspiration in anything?
  Aug 2015 Karla Cronje
Layla Thurman
My head is heavy
My brain is foggy
only your face is clear
I kiss your cheeks, forehead, lips
I laugh so brightly
Nothing could bring me down in this moment
You are my pinnacle
My love of a lifetime
You bring me joy
but you also bring me pain
once you are gone I feel empty
I crave you again and again
You're addictive, my love
and that can't be healthy
but I couldn't care less
because when I'm with you
I feel high
and happy
and free
And I wouldn't give that up for anything
Because I love what you do to me.

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