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 Jun 2014 Quisha
romane
(I) will never talk to you again
You (still) don't get it, do you?
I don't (love) you anymore
I need (you) to go away
(Please) leave me be!

When you kissed me,
it was a dream (come) true.
But those memories are long ago forgotten
So here I am at your doorstep,
handing (back) your books.
People tend to act 'heartless' but believe me, deep down they still love that person in their own little ways.
 Jun 2014 Quisha
ohNoe
how am i?
 Jun 2014 Quisha
ohNoe
how are you?
  the constant question i'm assailed with

how are you?
  the only answer i've come up with:
      horrible
      awful
      heart & soul broken
      viciously violently depressed
      worst i've ever been
      & worse every day
      hate my self
      hate my life
      wish i was dead

my inner self
  is begging to be someone else
it's not the first time
  just the worst time

becuz she wasn't first love
  just first LOVE

the thing is
  as much as i wanted a billion years of youth together
many millions of much's more
  what i wanted was our forever together
and at 85 You would have made me feel just as alive
  and still nervous & excited
and been beautiful
and twirled whirled my soul

**** You didn't want me
  even one more day
so You nicely crumpled me
  and threw me away

it turns out forever
  is 7 months
then it's a lot of never
  for the rest of my months

and the violence of awakening
  (a demon thirst with no slaking)
will be ripping ragged holes in my soul
  far more than 7 months after me heart was torn apart

so how am i?
  me, whose every day begins and ends
    with a sobbing cry

i am hopeful
        hope full
or actually i'm me,
  its absolute opposite....

(please stop asking)
 Jun 2014 Quisha
Traveler
One girl wanted me
But I wanted the other
So I chased the other all night
Just to make her my lover

One girl smiled
The other turned away
One girl left
But the other girl stayed

One girl looked
As good as the others
But the other girl had dated
One of my brothers

One girl helped
Chase away my blues
The other girl tried
To run me through

One girl whispered
In my ear
The other girl said
What I wanted to hear

One girl I could proudly
Take home to  mother
But Mother wasn't happy
when I brought home the other

One girl treated me as kind as can be
The other girl always cheated on me

Life would have been so easy
With just that one
But now the other girl is the mother
Of my daughter and sons...

**** it all!
True story!
 Jun 2014 Quisha
Amanda
Inked Soul
 Jun 2014 Quisha
Amanda
Don't be scared to write in ink.
Bleed your thoughts,
let it carelessly infuse between the spaces of blank paper.

You see, sweet-heart,
at least one sliver of your soul will not feel so

*e mp ty
Hello there lovely!
x
 Jun 2014 Quisha
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Six Word Story I
 Jun 2014 Quisha
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She
wrote
letters

He
never
*r e a d

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