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 Apr 2019 Lee
blackbiird

someday, someone's going to come along
and set a fire within my
heart that can't be put out.
someday someone's going to
restore this broken heart.

someday, someone's going to
walk me down the aisle.
some day, someone's going to give
me the world.

someday, someone's going
to give me a reason to say
"i love you" and mean it.

someday, someone's
going to give me a new beginning
and make this heart
alive again.

 Apr 2019 Lee
blackbiird

i drowned myself in

sin and waited for

god to come to the rescue.

 Apr 2019 Lee
blackbiird
suicide.
 Apr 2019 Lee
blackbiird

she listened to the static of the television
hoping it would fill the void of what he left behind.

 Apr 2019 Lee
blackbiird
waiting.
 Apr 2019 Lee
blackbiird
just once she wished for someone
to give her a reason to live.
she hangs off the balcony
wondering if someone is waiting for
her on the other side.
 Apr 2019 Lee
Pyrrha
Your actions and words can be manipulated by others
Your body can be told to do things you'd never wish it to
Souls can be corrupted and minds can be harshly invaded
Memories can be twisted and forgotten, faded and changed
Even our emotions can be controlled by another living being

The only thing in the world you truly own is the truth
 Apr 2019 Lee
saturns
Never love a poet so much,
for she will build her world around you.
She’ll contrast you to the sun and stars;
she will love you so.

She will give you lovely notes
to brighten up your day.
You’ll find it a little weird
but you look forward to it, anyway.

Never love a poet so much,
for she will invest a lot in you.
She will become the person you’ll only ever need
without taking a lot from you.

She will take you to places,
and make you experience things
within a room's four corners
and her words as your wings.

Never love a poet so much,
for even after all those things
she will take away her love,
and leave you without a trace
with her heartache as her fuel
for another masterpiece.
a poet leaves.
 Apr 2019 Lee
Peter Balkus
Love isn't blind,
blind are those,
who never loved.
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