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She is water. Yet her eyes are the sea.
My fear of water is astounding.
My tension surmounting.
Maybe you are water
But i refuse to see.
 Mar 2017 precious joy
Nick Moser
I was going to write this poem
To say how much I still love you
Even though you don't love me
But that's not true anymore
I'm writing this poem
To say how much I love myself
Even though you don't love me
Me
 Mar 2017 precious joy
kaycog
walls don't talk back
when I spill out my secrets
instead they listen
Him
All I want is him
His voice in my ears
His touch on skin
Just us being free
We locked eyes, met lips, and put bullets in our heads....

"This world wasn't made for love...."
I'm just bored of missing you
It's all I ever do
Don't make me grow up all at once.

A bud can become a beautiful flower
If you let it open slowly.

But if you force it open,
Rip the petals wide,
It just becomes a broken mess.
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