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 Apr 2015 Sebastien
Dreamer
The crowd fades away
As chords in every melody
Rings in our ears,
And shivers downs in our body
It vibrates in every muscle
A musical fusion
Almost everything didn’t matter
It’s you, me and the beating rhythm
The graceful posture
The sway of every gesture
It’s a motion adventure.

Feeling the adrenaline pulsing through
Pervading the entity
Beating rhythm pounding, it electrifies the body
into graceful art, emancipating the sound of the music
Captivating the mind, liberating the young, reckless soul
covertly hidden inside an indifferent exterior

A freeing beauty
of movement to the rhythm
A therapy to the mind and body.
Dancing to the music,
feeling every tune
every beat
every breath of every movement,
with Explosions of Euphoria
how about that! :) I'm so proud of us, we did it! I'm having that totally awesome post-poem feeling you know? So incredibly honored to be working with you, dear Pax :) We did a fantastic job, woot woot! (((hug))))
 Apr 2015 Sebastien
niamh
stars
 Apr 2015 Sebastien
niamh
Stars, don't mock me,
Looking down
Without a care in the world.
Challenging me,
Who will be next?
I admire your beauty
And fear
Your ruthlesness.
Do you really need another
To join your ranks?
Leave her with me,
I pray.
Your world will be
No different
With her in it,
Yet mine will be
So much the worse
Without her.
 Apr 2015 Sebastien
Colten White
Mother Nature spilled the night's sable ink
across my lovers hair,
matching it to heavens dark arch
above.
So as to not waste such wonderful
beauty born of accident,
stars were sprinkled into her eyes,
and the cosmos fit into her spirit.
January 20, 2015
 Apr 2015 Sebastien
Rapunzoll
She looked for love in the backseat of his car
She looked for it in dusty store rooms
In abandoned buildings, the rough palms of hands
She didn't find it in his whispered sweet nothings,
She didn't find it in his apartment building either

He looked for an easy conquer, a one night stand
He looked for an innocent smile, naive doe eyes
He looked for it in needy fingers, hitched breathes,
He found it in her hair balled up in his fist
He found it in her salty skin, her soft thighs

She was looking for love in all the wrong places
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Am I motivated in life because I want to succeed, or because having free time lets me reflect on the negative aspects of myself that I'm too cowardly to face?
 Dec 2014 Sebastien
Robyn
I'm tired of worrying about hurting your feelings.
You're tough - you can handle some honestly.
This -this offness that happens between us - is called codependency. It's when one of us becomes unhappy, and the other person can't stay happy because of it. Or when one person gets slightly disappointed or upset by something and let's it dig then into a hole they either can't or don't want to get out of, and then they take it out on their counterpart in various ways.
Ignoring them, not speaking, not interacting, withholding answers, withholding physical contact, refusing to provide the attention, affection or love the other person requires. It's selfishness.

You and I are both guilty of it. But recently it feels like you struggle the most. I'll mention something like family dinners will be moved to Sunday's for a while, which somewhat conflicts with the days we spend together - and you'll be disappointed that we don't get as much time together as you want.
I'll still be spending the whole day with you, I say, a fraction of it will just be at my house, with my family.
You'll say yes, family time is important, but I just want those days to be for us two.
Well guess what, when we're spending those days together, it's with YOUR family. I think your real problem is with my family. Even though you'll still be getting just as much time with me, which I'd think you'd be happy about, you're upset that it's not under your conditions. And you let it bother you and bother you until you refuse to acknowledge me.

This happens too often. It hurts me, badly and it hurts you, and it hurts us. When you're in a better mood, you and I can talk about it and you'll promise to try harder to be happy, promise to tell me what's wrong when I ask, and you never do. You don't seem to even try. I know it's not impossible to make yourself happy - I do it everyday. I do it for you, because I want you to be happy. But you seem to forget.

I don't want this to hurt us anymore. We shouldn't be feeling this way so often. I need you to be honest with me about how you feel, I need you to be willing to discuss it with me, I need you to try, please. I love you so much and I am choosing you, right now, I'm choosing this - and I'm choosing to finally be honest about what I'm feeling.
I need you back, I need your normal self.

I miss you. I miss my best friend. It feels like you're a different person when we have days like this. I know we can make it better, but I need you to try, for me. Please.
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