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 Jan 2015 rose14195
MysteryBear
The sun sinks to bring in the dark
So tell me
Why is it so wrong for me to sink,
To bring in the dark?

Sometimes the sky cries for no reason
But when I do the same, "I'm
depressed"
Some stars explode,
Just to be **reborn again
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
little dove
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
little dove
where's your love
where's the smile you're so proud of?
you know good and well you can't fly
without your daily dose of hugs
little dove
where's your laugh
where's your mouth thats fast
little dove
where's your love
where's the wings your so proud of?

do a little trick in the air
show everybody that you don't care
do a little trick in the air
little dove

see how high in the air you can go
see how low to the ocean you can flow
let your wings touch the experiances
little dove
let it go

don't let them win your eyes
there too beautiful to diguise
fix your eyes on the clouds flying by

to let your wings on the ground
is to say you never flew at all
little dove
little dove
you aren't that small

little dove
where's your love
where's the smile you're so proud of?
you know good and well you can't fly
without the love you're so proud of
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
you think you know a poem or two?
you think you know the words of glue
that stick to minds like they always knew
you think you know a poem or two?

you think you know the hurt and pain
that rymed its way through fire and flames
you think you know a poem or two
that you tried to translate as "i love you"?

you think you know a poem or two
because your family won't give to you
you scribble by scribble
babble and babble about the pain that comes with scrabble

you think you know a poem or two
that talks about me not telling you
you think you know a poem or two
because you take pictures
of ****** "***** yous"

you think you know a poem or two
because you scar yourself with posters of blues

you think you know a poem or two
but i don't know me
and you don't know you

you think you know a poem or two
because you can't seem to find your bruise

i think you know a poem or two
but you don't know me
and i don't know you

i think you know a poem or two
just because you displayed that bruise
 Jan 2015 rose14195
MysteryBear
How can you medicate me
                     if you barely know me?
 Jan 2015 rose14195
MysteryBear
In the vast corners of the room was a telephone that read broken. Poets are really deep because they can turn nothing into something. To me, the telephone meant that us as our generation have broken communication. We get rid of our problems over text like ending a relationship or quitting a job.
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
listen
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
what are we gonna do now that the ocean is cold as the snow on the ground?
why do you look at me now that the tears are dried up?
and you try to make me smile
as if the lightning didn’t strike my heart
as if this family isn’t torn apart

listen
Did you hear her heart stop beating?
broken
while her trust, it starts to beat
and
wake up
do you really think she needs your hopeless and terrible terrible love
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
family
 Jan 2015 rose14195
Riot
when the family is cold
everybody fights for warmth
in the corner of the memories we all had together
but the time is running out
and it's time i'm running out
if thats the only way to bring the summer back
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