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zoe 7d
I arrived at school today
waiting for you
to arrive

I wanted to see you
talk to you

You told me to wait for you
I waited not caring
about anything

Not even about the black clouds
not even about the water drops
I felt them but didn't care

I stood under the rain
getting soaked
very soaked

I waited until I got fully wet
all for nothing
you didn't arrive
After months apart,
there you were.
In flesh and blood.

You hoped you could
grasp the light
I once gave you.
To fill that cold hollowness
in your chest.
The cure you keep chasing.

You were suffering,
and I realized
you have always been
a tormented soul.

Constantly searching
for the light
you cannot find within.
And after you abused
your only source of it,
you are left gasping,
out of oxygen.
Like a fish above land,
desperately trying to survive,
you choke on the absence of
the light that once carried
your tormented soul.

- My light is no longer
yours to claim.
Skylar 7d
you are my inferno my scorching delight
the hell i crave in the depths of the night
your touch is a flame a sin i embrace
and yet in your arms i find sacred space
i am your shadow, your storm, your sin,
the chaos that rages beneath your skin
but when your eyes meet mine
i am undone
a fallen angel basking in the sun
we are fire and frost a cruel sweet design
the torment and peace intertwine each scream
is a kiss each wound a caress in your torment
my heaven, my unrest
hell and heaven in you i reside
two souls colliding nowhere to hide
and in this madness this love so divine
your fury your mercy they are both mine.
Blue Sapphire Sep 24
Flowers bloom

only for a while,

teaching us

to value life.

They bloom

to remind us

to smile,

when we forget.
Poetato Sep 24
β€œWhat do you hate the most?”
β€œWaiting.”

β€œWhat are you best at?”
β€œWaiting.”
Funny, isn't it?
Yonah Jeong Sep 24
Who ordinary human bear the traits of genius,
Who love carries the characteristics of hatred.
Randompoet Sep 24
How dare you **** somebody, you will go to hell for that
Nothing can justify making a man take his final breath

Those are the rules of life, always help,  don't **** and don't stand by
You're not to be the one that may hear a brothers final cry

Mortality must have morality
Don't forget that
You are not to **** a man
Or you will regret that

But what if the man on my hands
Has been taken on by wrath
What if the man on my hand
Will live to bring us death

Is it moral to **** a man if it will stop a bigger slaughter
Or just to let him live and let him **** some proud mother's daughter

Maybe you should calm down
take a breath, sit down
You're not allowed to think like that,
just let those thoughts drown

But why am i the one at fault if i **** to stop the streak of sorrow
If i let him live you could likely be his prey tomorrow

Now you killed him! Look what you've done!
Don't try to justify it! It's your gun!
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