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viola Feb 2019
there will always be...
hope for the hopeless
courage within the discouraged
someone to understand the misunderstood
worth in the worthless
good in goodbye.
viola Feb 2019
he is a sandalwood candle,
deceivingly smooth, rich, and manly.
do not be outwit!
like all candles,
he is artificial.
viola Feb 2019
she changed
for the better
but to tell the truth
something catastrophic happened
because
she didn't tell a soul
people thought
she just left
but in reality
she died

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viola Feb 2019
loving you is chasing a rainbow
forever searching for
the *** of gold
that does not
exist.
viola Feb 2019
do i listen to my mind or
do i let my body take control
lose control
do i let his fingers linger
caress the curves of my body
i wish i could see clearer
vision blurred
my mind pleads
this will bring pain
my body claims
there is no need to be ashamed
but there is
isn’t there?
in God we trust
but this, i must
let him enter
pure bliss
perfect pressure to my lips
again
and again
please
never again.
viola Feb 2019
she was a vase
of beautiful flowers
knocked down by the waves of her intricate soul
shattered pieces scattered across the ocean floor
she cried
glue the pieces back into their original places
she tried
but the vase was different
unable to be repaired
broken forever
the flowers died.

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