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 Sep 2014 gwen
WARQA BIN NOFAIL
let the heart bleed
    
       let the soul plead

                if its not meant to be
  
                          it wont be
 Sep 2014 gwen
Zoe Sue
I want someone to notice how far ive drifted how lost i am how tired how dead. I want someone to tell me how the song in my voice once sounded so joyful; feel the drag in my feet, the shake in my hands. No, i dont  want this cluttered mind and I dont want this used body and I shouldnt want to drown in this silence but I dont want to disrupt the hapiness of those around me with a sadness I dont feel entitled to. Pretty white girl and she dont wanna live? More like crazy attention seeking *****. Dont wonder why I isolate. Reason behind sadness is akin to reason behind actions and when all we can do is wrong dont underestimate a cry.
 Sep 2014 gwen
Rupal
Full [10W]
 Sep 2014 gwen
Rupal
I would rather be empty
Than lead a shallow life.
 Sep 2014 gwen
Claire
would the stillness of the earth
be any stiller
if it stopped turning?

starry eyes are more than just
celestial
they are kaleidoscopical
refracting streetlight and splitting street lamps into galaxies

severed souls
carefully clustered
and then rapidly freed
amongst widely spread space

it wasn't their kaleidoscope eyes that had their broken hearts
falling apart at the seems,
but their lack of capability to
reflect another pair;
to reciprocate
emotion

perhaps the stillness of the earth
would be stiller
if we all stopped moving
to feel it turn

and perhaps your eyes are stars after all.
not sure if this even makes sense, really, but neither does anything else in the world
 Sep 2014 gwen
aar505n
Black & Blue
 Sep 2014 gwen
aar505n
You were the first
without knowing,
burst my balloon
with simple harpoon

And opened my eyes.                          
To a world in disguise.                          
I soon realize the lies told.                    
and began to swoon for thou.             

I let you graffiti my brain
the pretty words like concrete
permanent imprint, dominant in nature
The ornamentation of my determined mind.

Black and Blue,                                      
my undoing                                          
my favourite viewing                            
to which I was glue to                            
            
It was a slow grow
didn't know any better
until the letter came
your name centered in the
middle

Like a benign vine,                              
dining with a glass of wine.                
Sent icy shivers down my spine.          
entwined with flames,                          
sent from cloud nine.                           
                
But that was then.                                
and this is now

I have since moved on.                        
I no longer fawn.                                  

But I can not forget thee.
when you still fill me with glee

So I thank you,                                    
for my change is thy's work.              

For being the first.
and I will never forget you.
Trying something different
Let me know what you think
comments and criticism
welcomed!
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