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 Mar 2015 ns
S R Mats
Only the sum of a room,
Just so much accumulated stuff.

Once, I began to fall in love
With a man.  But it was his room,
The sum of his things, which cemented it.

As it turns out, he could not maintain his worth,
His values were papier-mâché;

And the objects in his room told lies.
2000 His room said that he was warm, caring, interesting, playful and deep.  He was none of those things.  It had all been staged as a lure, a clever game.
 Mar 2015 ns
jeanette korbel
Dark days and brighter nights.
Why do we wake, when it doesn't feel right?
Can we go to sleep when the sun rise?

A bunch of people living an unnormal life.
Lets have dinner first and breakfast last.
Lets spend more time then we do cash.
Can we drive on the streets when their empty, not full.
Lets make this bitter life, not so dull.

lets wear sox but, not shoes.
Get use to the ****.
Find a night job, create our own school.

The law doesn't say, be awake in the day.
Lets do things different but, still okay.

We will live our own lives.
Unnoticed at night.
 Mar 2015 ns
jeanette korbel
Fungi
 Mar 2015 ns
jeanette korbel
Dark days and brighter nights.
Why do we wake, when it doesn't feel right?
Can we go to sleep when the sun rise?

A bunch of people living an unnormal life.
Lets have dinner first and breakfast last.
Lets spend more time then we do cash.
Can we drive on the streets when their empty, not full.
Lets make this bitter life, not so dull.

lets wear sox but, not shoes.
Get use to the ****.
Find a night job, create our own school.

The law doesn't say, be awake in the day.
Lets do things different but, still okay.

We will live our own lives.
Unnoticed at night.
 Mar 2015 ns
Virginia S
You forgot that i exist.
That is what i feel
every single ******* night
before i go to sleep*

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alone
 Mar 2015 ns
jeanette korbel
Myself
 Mar 2015 ns
jeanette korbel
Alot of things happen for a reason they say.
Sometimes I think thats why i met you that day.
Iv'e seen something in you, something I never seen before.

Everyday I look into your eyes ..I feel safe.
No matter what time or what place, Its never too late.
I think sometimes we must have been fate.
I remember your face to get me through each day.

When your gone it drives me insane.
When I see you again its like, I haven't seen you in years.  
Thats why i think i like it rite here.  

When im with you I feel like, im home.
They say home is where your heart is , now mines not alone.  
I've been searching for something but you were just found.

Found all alone, and it reminded me of myself.
 Mar 2015 ns
Bryce Perry
XII
 Mar 2015 ns
Bryce Perry
XII
Watch
With your courteous
Mind
Listen
With your doubtful eyes
      Give me
          one

Or none.
 Mar 2015 ns
Awesome Annie
I saw it twinkling in the night, so I reached up towards the sky. I wanted so badly to catch it in my hands, but the universe wouldn't yet comply.

I thought of words that made my heart skip, but none more then the ones you said. Stars so brightly circle me, possibilities fill my pretty head.

Scattered about so endlessly, astrology beyond what I can see. If I catch this shooting star, maybe fate will leave us be.

It passes by a moon we share, that casts an eerie glow. Mystics relics can't reveal, something our hearts already know.

I close my eyes and catch that star, plucked it from the night. Now I Kneel on bended knee, wishing with all my might.
 Mar 2015 ns
mrs kite
maybe they won't come out because they know it's better on the inside.
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