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  Apr 2015 Renukha Selvaraja
Lauren
She* was your first love and you are mine.
The trouble is I think we are **both still infatuated with that love
  Apr 2015 Renukha Selvaraja
Natalie R
First thing's first,
what he hell is it?
These definitions are endless, and Urban Dictionary ain't providing enough
That one person you meet for the first time,
that one glance,
that one smile, that one kiss.
Is lust mistaken for love?
We're probably all just ***** little ******* who wanna, well, ****.
That sure is what teenagers want to be doing these days.
Endless rushes of hormones,
blood rushing to our privates,
wet pants,
it's a similarity we all share with one another,
privately of course.
But those who chose to keep their "privates" on display are victimized for their over production of *** hormones and endorphins.
Adam and Eve sure has their junk hangin' out,
were they victimized?
Well they're dead and probably not real.
This point is not invalid,
to a degree anyways.
But back to the topic of love.
Love is that warm sensation you feel in your heart,
not your privates.
Love is when you have feelings for someone and they aren't mutual.
Love is when your in it for the long-hall no matter the consistencies.Love is a *****,
the kind that's ******.
  Apr 2015 Renukha Selvaraja
KG
You’ve been my inspiration for
half a decade.I tried finding a reason
to keep holding on but they
all led to him.

My friends say he looks like you,
physically you know, but if they truly
saw him they would know, he is the one.
He has stolen my inspiration, stolen my
every thought, my every heartbeat.

I am thankful for those five years
of inspiration but they brought
along with them a chisel slowly
chipping away a piece of
this fragile heart.

Perhaps you will always remain
like ash beneath the dirt waiting
to be consumed like dry wood.
A memory of my innocence and
first love you will always be. The
baby face I loved stealing
glimpses of. Wishing every time
I had a piece of your heart.

You may never have been mine,
but my heart
surely thought the opposite.

This is the last time i believe
you will serve as my inspiration,
but if some day far away from
the future you dare inspire me
once again, I’ll stop for a bit of
ink and write to you

Wish me luck, because I know,
I have this unimaginable feeling
i’m falling for him and he is willing
to not let me hit the ground
like you did time after time.

Goodbye, Old Inspiration
Hello, Love.
For C.B. A constant reminder of the innocent love, that was bigger than the universe, a reminder that I'm not perfect nor need to be.
Those very alluring eyes,
that sparkles even in sunlight
Those curly and shiny hair,
that i wish to run my fingers through
You're very handsome face,
that I can take to look at every seconds left in my life
I never believe then in love-at-first-sight,
But at the very moment I laid my eyes on you,
I started imagining my life with you
Seeing you for the first time,
Is the best 5 minutes of my life
I believe that we are destined to see each other again.


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Heeeeey, happy hearts! The one I'm referring here is someone I saw during our field trip in an amusement park. He has a curly hair which attracted me most. That is why I called him Eros. After that moment, his face never left my mind.
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