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  Jan 2019 Natalie
A Thomas Hawkins
Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again
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  Nov 2018 Natalie
Your love is situational.
My love is unconditional.
You knew it.
Still know it.
  Oct 2018 Natalie
Alex A
It is in that golden beautiful moment,
when all is perfect.

Driving in a car without a care in the world
you and your lover.

Breathtaking city lights
The wind in our hair
Time slows down until it stops

we are in the middle of no where
just you and I
In the darkness
surrounded by the stars

getting lost into each other's eyes
brown so dark its black, pulling me in
your black soft hair
your creamy skin
your perfect eyebrows
your cute pointy nose
it all screams perfection
as if God took his time with you
perfectly drew you
with his paintbrush on his canvass

Then we finally meet halfway
our lips intertwine
in that very moment
we will feel at peace
living fully yet dead in each others arms
quiet but our love screams pure
our love so genuine

After that moment, we face reality
you are leaving at 18 to the US
leaving me broken
taking half of me with you
We cant have what we want most
each other.

The perks of feeling everything so deeply
I get to cherish the moments
take in every feeling every impulse
engrave it in my soul
make it part of me
make it special
like you

the perks of playing with words
the perks of commanding ink onto paper
the perks of being soft, a kind heart
the perks of being a wallflower
been a while,
you know who you are.
  Sep 2018 Natalie
And the flowers on my skin showed the world how beautiful i was when they bloomed after being watered by my cries
Natalie Sep 2018
you call yourself a hopeless romantic
because you've repeatedly failed at love
but you overlook the fact
that a hundred girls
are fantasizing about you this very instant

you're insecure about your looks
because you were bullied for it long ago
the memories taunt you, haunt you
yet you choose to ignore
how a hundred girls
drool at the sight of your chiseled physique

you think you're not good enough for love
that you won't find the perfect girl
you wont find perfection, that's a fact
but one day when you find the one
she will be perfect for you, and you for her
and the hundred girls will be sobbing,
hopelessly craving your love
to my hopeless romantic...
sad part is, i'm one of the hundred...
Natalie Aug 2018
don't you hide
under that waterline
as light hits
you beautifully shine
don't ever hesitate to fall
crying isn't shameful at all
dear little tear
I sense your fear
you fear the criticizm
the laughs
the ridicule and pain
but know one thing dear friend
you have so much to gain
nature made it this way
let yourself drop free
it isn't a weakness
it makes us stronger, you see
I'd love you to stay
but it's time to say goodbye
you've lingered for too long
you must part from the eye
It’s okay to cry just as it is okay to smile...
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