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Its so simple for
a heart to break in two, yet
laborious to heal.
 Jun 2015 PoETE Poet-Pete
XIII
My friend took a picture of the President.
She probably has assassinated the President,
if cameras were guns.

There are a lot of people taking selfies.
There are probably a lot of people who died of suicide,
if cameras were guns.

There are a lot of people who take pictures at their most joyous moments.
There are probably a lot of people who died at their most joyous moments,
if cameras were guns.

There are a lot of soldiers, innocent people, who died, are dying, and will die, at war.
There are probably a lot of soldiers, innocent people, still alive, living, will live,
if guns were cameras.
Time is one thing
That I despise
Everyday, I see
New faces, new lives
But the people,
I saw yesterday
exist no where, no more
but in my eyes
They exist no where, no more
But, in the memories that lie
at the back of my mind

-Kaya
 Jun 2015 PoETE Poet-Pete
Eve
Now i'm wearing this smile that i don't believe in
And inside i feel like screaming
     I had options;
     You were my chance to completion
     And when you leaned close to kiss me
     There was drowning melancholy
     But I kissed my fears; instead of you
And now towards me you've grown blue.
Eventually my heart gone sore
And i'm drowning in a water-less floor
It hurts to acknowledge the feelings that I hide
Fearing that destiny would not abide
It's not your fault, i swear
It might just be too hard to bear..
For who would truly love a girl with all these scars?

-fir.m
The most damaging aspect of abuse is the trauma to our hearts and souls from being betrayed by the people that we love and trust
-Unknown-
I just want to be known
I need to be heard
I just want people to remember my name
I'd love to make a difference
     in at least one person's life
I would like my words to resonate within
         at least one soul
I'd love for my rhymes to be the flow
    in which at least one heart beats
I need my life to mean something
I want my poetry to matter
        To anyone
          To  everyone
              To somebody
   To at least one single person
Is that really too much to ask?
When I was small
   and I knew it all

When life was fast
   and nowhere to go

I just see myself looking back
   through the rear view mirror

And : When "Then" turned into "Now"
And : I'm not so sure about anything now
And : I want life to slow down
And : Last , taking forever to get here

   It was fear looking back
   In the rear view mirror
 Jun 2015 PoETE Poet-Pete
Sabrina
I am living
in the fantasies

I dream up
in my head
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