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 Jul 2014 Mary
ro verma
7/14
 Jul 2014 Mary
ro verma
But even as the stars
Are reflected in your eyes now
I look at them and I wonder
How something so beautiful
Can make me so sad.
Hello and goodbye
Heart breaks from sad lulubyes
The fire dying in your eyes
The disappointment of no surprises
The bitter-sweet kiss of no return
The futile mission of a love that burns
The whole in my chest that yearns
For you to love ne more than her
 Jul 2014 Mary
Sie
Suicidal Thoughts
 Jul 2014 Mary
Sie
I fell in love
Not with a person but an object
An object of  cold silver metal
The dark marks left on my wrists
Were just the many thoughts in my head
This might be the last time i love
If it's not i guess i'll just try again
 Jul 2014 Mary
co4
A familiar kind of love  
the one that we all know,  
two teenagers loving passionately  
watching each other grow  

the final day arises  
when they have to say goodbye,  
growing up with each other  
the love that changed their lives  

holding on to their memories  
both separate in despair,  
as the lonely girl becomes forgotten  
by the boy who played with her hair  

he has forgotten all about her  
the times they laughed and when they cried,  
and found some other lover  
to make memories by his side
 Jul 2014 Mary
Taylor Johnson
There's no thrill in a roller coaster that only goes up.
A constant fear of falling is all we breed.
Why place ourselves somewhere we could get hurt?

Because we need the downhills.
Without them,
We have nothing accelerating us forwards.
 Jul 2014 Mary
ZWS
Calling it quits was easier than it should have seemed
But the nights were long when the river gleemed
And I invited her over and we made shadows taller than the characters on the tv screen

And her bones were sweet as they clashed into mine
There was no dinner, we didn't dine
Her fingers grasped me like the scent of pine
Her perfume was so sweet I couldn't draw the line

Eyes of hazel dancing in circles of brown and green
There was more behind that I wanted to see
But the night ended early and I didn't want to feel
Can't deny myself, can't lie to myself
You're the one who's helping me heal

I want to scale your body
But all you make me want to do is find out what you're thinking
 Jul 2014 Mary
Victor Tripp
He held the rich brown earth in the palm of a large hand
Fromwhich his crops grew and tasted the smoked ham country meat ,
Ate freely of the cornbread ,peach cobbler,sweet potato pie,turnip greens,
While laughing a laugh rich music. I thought him a glass that would
Never break or fall,a flower with no need of rain or soil. A daily tower of gentle strength. He embraced allof life's joys and pains like a man.
He went forth with gifts and sought to anoint the world with the same love
That anointed his family.Grandpa penny tried to make me look
beyond my foolish youth,so that I might understand the ways of wisdom.Now looking back over the long passing years
I realize that he opened my blinded eyes , offering me a chance
To see life face to face.And I closed my eyes and let time move this
Solitary man to another emotional place and cried,
Because I didn't want to deal with expectation and far away hope. But now the  way is brighter ,for  Grandpa Penny taught me that truth
Never lies and no lie lasts forever
 Jul 2014 Mary
sexsea
Untitled
 Jul 2014 Mary
sexsea
Don't tell me you know how I feel. You don't know a **** bit of how I feel. You don't know how I feel until you're sitting on the bathroom floor unable to breathe trying to talk yourself off the edge. Until you feel the easy way out is the only way to go, you don't know how I feel. Staring down the razor in hope somebody will walk in and save you before the razor tries to save you selfishly. Holding the bottle trying to convince yourself that what's inside may be help for something, it won't help you and your problems. Until you stare in the mirror and see a different reflection other than yourself. Until the reflection in the mirror is a demon and you want to get out but you can't. You don't know how I feel so please don't try to understand.
When I leave,
While I'm gone,
Even if you can't hear me,
Remember you're always standing there near me.

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 Jul 2014 Mary
Melanie Melon
how am I gonna find feelings and people and make memories
better than the ones I've had

what is and what was the point if not the people I loved
whose stories I don't need to be told because I've lived them
how will I move from reminiscing to explaining to a crowd

how do I keep them?
how do I stop this?
(something I wrote on vacation when I was much sadder than I should have been)
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