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 Jun 2015 Micah Alex
Tim Amaru
Smile
 Jun 2015 Micah Alex
Tim Amaru
I know you feel as if there is no point, you’ve ended up alone again. You should remember that what you felt was real. You felt something extraordinary for someone else. That proves that you are capable of feeling that again. Don’t deny yourself chances to meet new people, to try new things.. Stop allowing pain from your past to hold you back from being happy in the future! Move on to find new happiness after that sadness.
Don cry because it's over.. SMILE because it happened..
 Jun 2015 Micah Alex
H Zul
In aloneness
all in oneness
thoughts trickle
never end
but never mend
these scars

The gravitas
weight of words
push and piston
beating heart
the rise and fall
of chests

Cold and candour
truths in clamour
cresting waves
the callous pull
in quiet calm
the moon

And so I gaze
in silent praise
the constellations
glinting stars
in tessellation
your eyes

As I became
so garrulous
and perilous
chit and chatter
careless talk
to self

While I beheld
the universe
reflected
in reverse
your eyes
the skies
 Jun 2015 Micah Alex
Casey Ann
It’s been awhile since I’ve slept
But I’m sleepwalking everyday
They say this city never sleeps
Been empty since you walked away

Mama, find me a wishing well
They say time travel isn’t real
And I’m all grown, live on my own
Got nothing but time, but these wounds won’t heal

Momma find me a mockingbird
They say the universe still expands
Time is relative, so I’ve heard
But how did you slip through my hands?

It’s dark at night, still, even here
I think I’m only cold when I’m alone
They say adults shouldn’t have these fears
But I’m not an adult, I’m just big-*****

Even these textbooks read like fiction
Watching all these people's lives
Rub my hands to generate friction
Making sure I’m still alive

So close your eyes and stop your protesting
Absorb what little oxygen your lungs still take
Pretend you’re perfectly, peacefully resting
Maybe your body will forget that it’s fake
I'd call the rhyme scheme tastefully uneven.
Syncopated.
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