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 Nov 2015 Lily
Dev A
I Wonder
 Nov 2015 Lily
Dev A
I wonder what would happen
If I gave you all my words;
Sealed in envelopes and wrapped in pretty bows?

I wonder, would you cry,
As you read about my pains;
Would you understand why I hurt so very, very deep?

I wonder if you would jump for joy
As you read about my happiness;
Would you rejoice as I discovered new feelings and relationships?

I wonder if you would share in my confusion
As you read about my struggles;
Would you realize how scared I am, not knowing where I fit in?

I wonder, would you see my loneliness,
As you read about my ended friendships;
Would you comprehend why I never let people get too close?

I wonder if you would see my calls for help
As you read between the lines;
Would you see the pain, the darkness, that reaches out through my words?

But all I'll ever do is wonder,
Because I know you'd never read my words;
Even if I asked you to.
 Nov 2015 Lily
xmxrgxncy
Hands
 Nov 2015 Lily
xmxrgxncy
Oh, no.
You don't want these hands.

Worn and weary from many a night they've spent tapping against a tabletop, waiting for an inspiration that almost never shows itself...

Not these.

Battle scarred from wars fought against an ivory foe, the checkerboard pressure staining them a white and then a red deeper than Macbeth's blood....

Trust me.

Full of pain from furiously scrawling onto shredded napkin bits hopes, dreams, and fantasies that can only be revealed by the power of the pen...

They're broken.

They do not expect
       Think
                  Want
                            To be held in another's.

But then, there's you.
Just you.
How?

I see you.

And suddenly, my hands-worn, weary, battle scarred, full of the deepest pain imaginable.......

Suddenly, they're not empty anymore.

I'm holding you.
I have tendinitis. But holding his hands, playing piano, writing....my life couldn't go on without them. And then of course there is always him.
#john
 Nov 2015 Lily
PoorLionNotKing
Left my kingdom of a time long past
within the grave of my icy throne.
Where did my people go?
Even in death I never expected to be so alone
never thought I'd wish this eternal sleep to last.
Now I'm surrounded by metal beasts
losing my soul in a royal disgrace.
Where did my people go?
Drinking despair as I taste
the bitter lies of this feast.
No one remembers my wife or child
long forgotten before yesterday begins.
Where did my people go?
If wandering is the curse of my sin
has romantic ideals become so wild?
Today I bow my head to pray
for the dead's wasted light.
Where did my people go?
Closed my eyes, and now it's night
sleeping without someone once worth the stay.
 Nov 2015 Lily
Ana
what is love
 Nov 2015 Lily
Ana
what is love?
is love the joy i get when i see you
is love the tears i cry when i miss you
is love the craving to see you everyday
is love wanting to be with you every minute, second
is love how i love that you inspire me
is love the cheesy jokes we laugh at together
is love the gentle kisses you give me
is love the smell of your cologne
is love the beautiful eyes i stare into as i watch you talk
is love painful
is love the best feeling ever
is love the crinkles in your eyes as you yawn
or the vibrations of your chest as you laugh
is love the fast, slow thumping of your heart
is love the warmth you give when you embrace me
is love the flushed cheeks i get when you tell me i'm beautiful
because if that is love
then let me tell you this
i am madly in love with you
so madly in love
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