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there's an empty space
in the gap between our legs.
if air could speak,
it would scream for us.
 Feb 2019 Lauren Johnson
leeaaun
Her love can heal
all those places
in my heart,
that hurts.
 Jan 2019 Lauren Johnson
Kawa
“Falling in love” is a contradiction in itself, because in love there is only the rising, the ascending, not the falling.
You can not fall in love, but rather, rise.
 Jan 2019 Lauren Johnson
Kay
If eyes are the window to the soul
It's no wonder why mine are blue
 Jan 2019 Lauren Johnson
Martina
I was drowning in quicksand
You said reach for my hand
But all I could think of was
Pour me another drink
And let me sink
Love is not blind,
but he who did not see your worth.
Copyright © 2018
 Dec 2018 Lauren Johnson
q
i never know
which to write
when i sit down
and write to myself
"Would you like to be mine ?" He questioned with sincerity.

"I would, but before being yours I'd like to be mine." She answered.
 Nov 2018 Lauren Johnson
Myrrdin
You were always loving me "despite"
I needed you to love me "because"
I wrote a poem when I died...
Another at my birth.
A brand-new sonnet when I cried.
And again when there was mirth.

A song for my confession...
A story for my pain...
A painting for depression...
And nursery rhymes for rain.

My creations live inside my heart.
I keep them there in shame.
Yet you looked around and saw my art,
And smiled all the same.
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