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 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Third Legacy
as days have past
and so have mine
the climate, changed
and the weather, gone

Nevermore

will i expect
greatness from my own.

as a sea that had lost its saltiness
and as skies earn faded stars
as an old print fades away
and as a tree that shed its leaves

Nevermore

will i expect for you to come,
as for me to wait

the **** has gone,
and the judge has come
to wreak havoc upon my life
but to bring
understanding
to my restless soul.
to the famewhore me
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
duhastnach
You're a one night stand
But we spent too many nights
I lost count of it.

You're that unexpected kiss
On a drunken wasted night
Of vomits and *****.

You're that awkward hi
Exchanged by strangers who
Thought they both knew each other
But were clearly mistaken for another.

You're the bruise that turns blue
When I accidentally bump my leg
On the corner of the bed.

You're the scar that I never
Knew I had.

You're the bittersweet taste in
My mouth every morning.

You're the last thought lingering
In my head before slumber takes me
And you're the vagueness that
Haunts me in my dreams.

You're the scalding hot shower
In a cold freezing morning.

You're the boiling tea that numbs
My tongue for the rest of the day.

You're the obsession
I will never learn to let go of.

You're that person I will
Never get to call mine.

You're the one that got away.
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Sarah K
I wanted to be like your cigarettes
I wanted to be what calmed you down
I wanted to be what you couldn’t wait to press your lips against
I wanted to be the little thing you looked forward to during the day
I wanted to be the one thing you could not live without
And I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to become addictive
I just wanted you to need me the way you needed to light up every night

                              But then one day you quit smoking..
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Jenovah
I Would
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Jenovah
I would still kiss you when you wake in the morning.
I would still hold you when you fight me.
I would still smile at your mother, even when she says I'm no good.
I would still laugh after hearing the same jokes.
I would still hold your hand when it's warm out.
I would still love you at your very wost.
...But only if I could...
10W
The
tone
of
his
voice
was
poetry
to
my
heart
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Kristica
10w
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Kristica
10w
i would've done anything for you;
the feeling wasn't mutual.
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Reicza Gene
What do I have to do
For you to hear me?
You ignore me
When I am quiet
You get angry
When I lash out.
So tell me,
What am I supposed to do?
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Dharmista
Wish I could
read you more often,
kiss away your wounds
and make way
for a catharsis!
For when your eyes
shed those warm tears,
something dies within me too.
 Mar 2015 Sam Luna
Dharmista
Myth goes:
"Hiccups are a way of telling someone
You are missed!"

Here, she was gulping down
Glasses of water.
Miles away, he was holding
Their picture.
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