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 Jul 2013 R A Sanders
Sadie
I glance to my side to see my mirror image.
She looks just like me.
But there are small differences.
And it really shows who's the better one.
Her hair is longer, her skin is clearer
she's taller and thinner.
Her body is more complete and smaller.
She's lovely.
Mother calls her wise and intelligent.
She's the favorite.
I sit in my corner.
I always fail,
never could compare.
My candle was outshone by the
brilliance of her star.
I love her.
I have to, and I admire her.
...
But I hate her too.
I've always been her inferior.
And I hate it because I know she's right.
Always is.
I want to break her perfection.
But that would break her too.
As perfect as she is,
being broken is not for her.
It would hurt her too much.
It would be unfair to her.
...
I may hate my other half
But I don't.
She's too good for that and I want to protect her.
See,
You can't hate the one person you
really cannot live without.
It's impossible.
I'll live with her being perfect
I can survive in her shadow.
I know how to.
I've been weak so long that I know I'm
strong enough to persevere.
for my perfect twin
sorry that this is so long.
Copyright @ Sadie Whitney
They speak of peace and stability
while  vacationing in a dreamland      
reality hurts
sweet words are lies
when actions speak the loudest
   the truth will prevail
    honesty is gold
Please take me the way that I'll never be,
we're strangers and strangers forget how to see.
I'm ready for silence, so I'll do it for you.
So many tomorrows covered in dew.

Our seasons are empty,
promise us no intent.
I stick around for a day,
just to stay here for ten.

That ten turns to hundred,
I’m so much abhorred.
You promised me sunshine,
I promised you war.

We play some more Risk,
you can't make me cry,
our love is a battle,
I try say goodbye,

But then I fall silent
(and I do it for you).
Hundredth day is tomorrow,
I should have left at day two.
 Jul 2013 R A Sanders
Sir B
I am scared.
Don't hold me
It will make me look
Like a scared viking
I don't know if they existed
But I don't want to be the first of the kind

So take pleasure
In my discomforts
And leave me alone
When I am scared.
I was nervous for doing something new, was so scared. I couldn't wrote all my thoughts but made it a little funny and sad. :)
 Jul 2013 R A Sanders
Ian
An architects influence, extends only as far
As his lifetime
Although sculpted buildings may last well beyond
A single life
They are but toys for the times
Repurposed and retooled until
It carries nothing but shadows of it's origin
What should have been a schoolhouse
Could soon become a prison
What should have been a church
Would soon become a business
And in a backwards and cruel way
There is an odd sort of beauty in this
Because life is just a series of
Would have been, should have been, and could have been
That didn't.
 Apr 2013 R A Sanders
kylie
to: her
from: me

i may not like you but i love him,
so i'm writing this to you to ask
that you be patient with him
and kind to him
and never take him for granted.

you don't love him like i do
and i know this because
you don't know how he likes
his coffee (black), or what his
favorite movie is (hotel rwanda) or
why he's afraid of airplanes (his
sister died on 9/11)

please do not get frustrated with
the fact that he can't take a compliment or
that he might forget your birthday or
that he will put his family before you
in a heartbeat.

please do not think that because
he doesn't ask where you are or
seem interested in going out or
spend every moment with you,
that he doesn't care about you.
he is an introverted mind with
a breathtaking soul and you will
be surprised by how quickly
he will make you forget the name
of any other boy that you have
ever been with.

the last thing that i think you
should know is that he has a
very fragile heart and you
cannot fix it no matter how hard
you try. so do not try to rid him
of his repressed memories and
reoccurring nightmares. promise
him you'll never leave

and do not break

the promise

like i did
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 Apr 2013 R A Sanders
Valeria C
Oh the memories that rush through my head walking through these doors.
The smell of this house,
The view of the lake,
The feel of these sheets.

I can't believe it's been this long yet doesn't feel long at all.
The laughs,
The parties,
The kisses we shared,
The stories we told,
The tears we shed.

Our confessions
And promises,
Where are they now?

We've put everything aside,
Not having a care.

I lay here alone with a smile on my face,
In spite our past,
Fights,
Hatred,
Love,
And differences,
You're still a true friend.

But I can't help myself,
I imagine,
I remember,
I remember, how your fingertips felt on my warm skin,
Your lips on my body,
Your breath on my neck.
And as I turn to stop myself from my thoughts,
There you stand on the door frame,
Waiting.

I hold my breath,
My body immobile,
I stare at your eyes,
And all those memories we've had come rushing back again.

One look at me and your eyes shine.
Those eyes, blue and beautiful.
So shiny and bright,
I could easily get lost in them.

I feel your heat as you walk closer to me,
The bed moves as you sit next to me,
No words are spoken,
But none are needed.

I see you smile,
I feel your hand,
I'm starting to sweat.
And before I can stop myself,
I wrap myself around you and we are lost,
Lost in our world.
Our only world.

Coming back to each other,
Because deep down,
We know we're perfect together.
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