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 Jul 2014 Liv
Hannah Adair
I am a shadow;
Cast only in the presence
Of your mar'ked dark.
 Dec 2013 Liv
Hannah Adair
“Why do you think I
don’t believe in love?” Likely,
because I don’t. Can’t.

Callused. Realistic.
Disillusioned. Just a game
played by little girls.

Is this fantasy
we call love ever attained?
I would bet it’s not.

Hollywood creates
an untrue picture of love.
One with many flaws.

Love? Perhaps, one day.
Love is simply sacrifice.
All pay the piper.
 Dec 2013 Liv
Samantha
Stubbornly holding the glass fragments of what once was
Refusing to lose hope completely
But the fragments slowly dwindle
With each bump in the road
Until I have only one left
With the rest surrounding my cold, blue toes
Which have become numb with the coldness I feel
With this last piece of us, what could I do?
I want to desperately to hold on until forever
But I can't
Because you won't
And you didn't
So with much concentration I let the last piece fall down
Wincing as it cuts through my heart
 Dec 2013 Liv
Call Me a Basturd
Snow
 Dec 2013 Liv
Call Me a Basturd
Falling up endlessly
Out of nowhere, the sun
disappears into the mountains
the ground slowly becoming the sky
the grass sinking underneath the
weightless burden
trees, naked in the wind
the icy stillness in the air
coldness seeping into my heart
invading my body
trying to push it out
using my weakness
to help the warmth flow back through
my body, failing my mind
my thoughts turning inward
slowly falling away
as I fall back,
down into the snow.
 Dec 2013 Liv
James Mellin
Oh LOVE
SHE is pure and she's a cure

oh LOVE
she lives to deceive and she won't let you breath.
Like a thief in the night she'll rob you of your sight.

Oh love
she's tranquil and she's a bliss, she's that
fantasy in the enchanted forest we've all dreamed of.

She's a mystery a labyrinth if you will..
what you see isn't always what's to be...

she is what you make of her when you wander through dark hallways
on that journey to find that girl of your dreams.

she is beautiful yet she can be grim
she gives you what you need until the fire dims..

Will you treat her with respect and would you give her all you are?
Or will you let her fall and let her down?

She'll find you and shelter you forever or take you
for a trip in a place called never.

Love her mystery and cherish her broken pieces
and she'll be yours forever more you'll never feel

BROKEN OR TORN.........
 Dec 2013 Liv
Mary-Taylor Valand
Today I am reminded that I'll never get any taller
My adulthood, infantile as it may be,
has been chasing a kite being lifted by a gust made by the sea.
Growing up is something I'm taking up with science and humanity
and lust
for a view
I wish my past would rise above its stunted height and give me some birds eye hindsight or that I could look down upon encounters with your old stare the cold blue eyes and feel very much
ABOVE
And how I've grown,
even while seated down I'm a giant next to what you haven't learned
You will cower down
I will tower over
I grew out of you
I've removed the anatomical
from
growing

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