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  Jan 2015 lost in thought
SAM
Boys kiss boys
And girls kiss girls
And boys and girls kiss

Get over it.
  Jan 2015 lost in thought
Josh Allen
hey babe do you wanna come over later?
listen to the 1975 and hold hands for a few hours in my bed.
we can talk about the old days when we were just friends and were just strangers.
and talk about the universe while the billions of stars around us shine.
  Jan 2015 lost in thought
Mr X
Most beautiful and ugliest.
Most sacred and polluted.
So similar and contrastive.
So creative and destructive.

Filling up lives and emptying it.
Filling up places and abandoning it.

People...


They'll never really know how
beautiful they are.
  Jan 2015 lost in thought
RW Dennen
Moments of total nothingness,
you don't deserve it, just because you're unknown
Your greatest virtue lies within
your inner dialogue between one
Your audience smiles at your achievements,
as you look into a mirror applauding a reflection
Prolific insight woven and painted by your pen
is sadly wasted, unraveled and sloshed by bias
esoteric and snobbish, the twins of bias,
sit on high poetic mountains of celebrity,
while filing away your non-read thoughts into
deep, deep trashcans
lost in thought Jan 2015
When I see you
I fall so deep.
When I love you
I began to weep.

When I first lost you
I began to flee
When I finally found you
I jumped into you with glee.

When I realized I loved you
I was scared
When I found my way
I started to think.

When I think
My thoughts are jumbled.
When they are jumbled
I don't know what to expect.

When I'm dazed off
I'm calm
When I'm calm
Im also tense

When things go down hill
I think and think until I feel sick
When I think to much
I start to go.........

*When i hear your voice
I hear my favorite songs
And sometimes i have to sing you
All day long

When i feel you in my arms
I'm snug within our bed
And then time to walk away
Is the only time i dread
Continue writing this poem in the comments. If you wish to. Or message me and I'll incorporate it into this poem. Thank you Wolf aka Quinnfinn for your incorporation with this poem. Wolf aka Quinnfinn is *italicized*.
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