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quietly yelling Jun 2014
It really kills me that you hate me so much...
All I want is to talk to you....
Is that so hard to do????



If you did just think of how happy you make me....
( But  you don't care, and that's why)
I hate you girl.
And I will never say
I think about you so much
Its funny how
I fell for you
But at the same time
I hate you
I always said
You were perfect to me
But you weren't
You were ugly
My friends said
You were the best
But they lied,
You weren't worth it.
People said
I still love you, but
I loved you.
(Read from bottom to top)

By Moore Dagogo-Hart.
Return to me oh fondest love
as roses bid their buds to bloom
and all of nature springs to life
to wonder at the bluebirds tune

Return to me when sun is high
with warmth and golden sheen
to sit beside me for a while
beneath the evergreens

Return to me on Autumn winds
as blazing leaves decay
and place your precious heart with mine
in hope that it will stay.

Return to me while winter snows
ring in the seasons charms
for I have waited far too long
to be back in your arms.

Though time has passed I still hold on
my heart it never strays
It beats for you, oh fondest love
until my dying day.
She walks alone, defiant
in clothes as black as night 
hiding her heart in shadows
never seeing light
she kicks at life and lovers past
and picks at healing scars
she'll talk to you in riddles
and hide behind her 'art'
she fears the darkest deeds within
her  blackened, broken heart. 

She has need of nobody
that's how she makes it seem
and only few will ever know
the glory of her dreams
but if she lets you come inside
she'll beg you not to stay
as love is never hers to keep
and every heart must stray

She'll push you to your limits
as you sink into her skin
her passion overflowing
with sweetest velvet sin
but when the game is over
she'll lay sated on your chest
then lock her heart away once more
at her haunted soul's behest.
  Jun 2014 quietly yelling
Brianna
I can't help
can turn into
I can help.

I am worthless
can turn into
I am worth something.

I am stupid
can turn into
I am smart.

I am a loser
can turn into
I am a winner.

I can't help,
I am worthless,
I am stupid,
I am a loser,
    They are all lies.

You are beautiful,
Inside and out.

We will allow our confidence
to go down
If we continue
to let ourselves
think negatively.

Negative is worse than
Positive.
  Jun 2014 quietly yelling
Ryan Jakes
You
My love for you grows daily
You with your words that cut
like straight edged razors
You with your poems that speak of love
You with your constant melancholy drip
You with your stories of life
I read your heart
I drink your tears
I am consumed by you.
You.
Sweet
Wonderful
Heartbroken
You.
quietly yelling Jun 2014
I really care and want to give u my all....
Please let me show u ..and I promise you ....
You'll have the best love off all!!
Give me just one day even an hour to talk to you and if after that if you dont agree I will leave u alone forever and stop writing poems to you and I will remove all my Twitter pages!!!!
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