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 Mar 2016 Sarah
Eriko
Yesterdays
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Eriko
I am going to run now
no, not away
from those who wishes
me to stay,
no,*
I am running
to prove my
scarred soul
I am better
*than yesterday
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Violet
Sometimes you kiss him well into the night
And sometimes when he holds you
You feel as if you are a memory
That he desperately wants to keep

He will never call you the love of his life
But when he makes you face the crashing waves
With his hand firmly holding yours
You know he will never need to
Sometimes, you **truly** don't need labels to know what you mean to someone.
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Tom Blake
I  stand at the window.
I sit on the park bench.
I stop at the school gates
Watch the Children play.

Boys and girls interacting,
Unaware of their
Enchantment.
I hear
The sounds of their talk and play,
Their laughter and screams,
Their energy...
They're all little moonbeams.

I want to join them in their play.
Some notice me and I smile.
Curiously, some smile back.
But wait!
This could be misconstrued!

I walk away from the window.
Get up from the park bench.
Walk away from the school.
 Mar 2016 Sarah
TreadingWater
t t t tttap the clever
W O R D S;,...
they just
           w _ a _ _ i _ _ _ t  there

some//thing
i can't press in my palms
tugs. at. my. skull.
twistsupmyspine

it doesn't feel good
this\trying\to\feel\  a  n  y  thing
then _ there's
bodies; I need

it's just a {mirage}
to  >linger  >upon
so intricate in e^ver^y^de^tail
evenyoucannot  #see
 Mar 2016 Sarah
B J Truax
Life
 Mar 2016 Sarah
B J Truax
We question the Beginning,
We applaud the Middle,
We deny the End.
 Mar 2016 Sarah
SøułSurvivør
Can't be givin' any "likes"
I'm bowling perfect
Not gettin' no strikes!
I've been readin'
Days and nites
Computer's tellin' me
To take a hike
There it is
In black 'n white
This really stinks
It just ain't right!
Can u relate
To my plight?
If you haven't been getting "likes" from me, this is why. I just now noticed it!
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Hayleigh
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 Mar 2016 Sarah
Hayleigh
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I find myself in pieces
Scattered across
Beautiful landscapes
Cities,
Countries embedded in her skin
Entire
Continents pooling in her pores

Kisses splashed across
Red raw lips
Starved of affection

Her name hammering against my chest
My heart wandering lost
Clasped firmly
In the soft touch of her fingertips at 3 in the morning
The bitter sound of her goodbye
Shattering my rib cage

What a lesson it is
To learn that love does not simply end
It is us that grow tired and weary


What an honour it had been
To leave a fragment of myself in her smile. **To leave a small fire burning in the darkest corner of her soul.
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