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 May 2013 lina S
j
rose petals
and daisies
twisted around
your heart

cherry blossoms
entwined into
your shattering
soul

the most broken
and corrupted
parts of
you

growing into
something that
is so incredibly
                              
                  beautiful
 May 2013 lina S
Larry Potter
Why do I find myself so
Weak in your arms?
Why do I fall my knees
To the pit of your charms?
Why do I betray my thoughts
For your wicked lies?
Why do I lend my ears
To your mournful cries?
Why do I lean my
Shoulders when you weep?
Why do I stay awake
Just to watch you sleep?
Why do I feel alone
If you're not around?
Why do my feet dance
When you make a sound?
Why do I catch my breathe
While you walk my way?
Why do I see heavens
When I watch you pray?
Why do I hate myself hating love?
When you're a transcedent from up above?
Sorrows of the past,
litte scatters think out fast.
I really am a rapper,
my lips blow out what matter,
happy make you sadder,
feal you up to climb this latter,
as a quick word just wanna be heard
know whats left so we take you down the right turn,
if you wanna talk **** I feal ya on a real burn,
If you gonna be true,
you sure gonna be seen through.
don't believe free?
what ever go deceive me,.
young at heart with that tid of stupity,
bein flung takin risks, Makin tunes tradin disks.
hear my bass nd my boom melted face is in the room,
Mmmm...!! Shiiiit ;)
Jesse   *Mckush
 May 2013 lina S
j
moonbeam kisses
 May 2013 lina S
j
moonbeams shone
through the undrawn curtains
and danced goodnight kisses on
your skin
and in that moment
I swear I wanted nothing
more than to retrace the
moonlight's delicate footsteps
with my cracked needy lips
and fragile soul
 May 2013 lina S
Traveler
HAZEL EYES
 May 2013 lina S
Traveler
Since the days of my youth
My magic prevailed
No smoke and mirrors
No fear of hell
This part of me has never died
Hidden behind Hazel Eyes

Beyond sight the description of soul
Blacker than black, lower than low
Ignorance to cover up my wise
Hidden behind Hazel Eyes

Love and hateful molecules compress
Chemical reaction under my breath
Angels and demons cling to my side
Hidden behind Hazel Eyes

The laughter of spirits ring in my ears
Invisible beings long to appear
October moons stand still in my skies
Reflected in Hazel Eyes...
Traveler Tim
For those of us cursed with hazel eyes...
Or blessed:)
re to 07-17
 May 2013 lina S
Krusty Aranda
Growing up
is quite
overrated.
Most of the time I wish I could stop growing up. Never lose your inner child :)
 May 2013 lina S
Lacey Michele
the wonder is hidden away
in the emptiness of our eyes
and the fullness of our days

we try to pretend that nothing is wrong
in the smiles that we fake
and the way we carry on

going through the daily motions
forgetting what is truly important
drowning in the corporate ocean

but at some point it has to give
there's no reason to keep lying
there's no life in how we live

remember to love people, not things
to always use things, not people
and you'll see the happiness it brings.
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