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 Oct 2014 s Veazie
Mike Hauser
Watching Horror Movies

Every Night On My T.V.

Is All That I Seem To Do

Watching Horror Movies

Every Night On My T.V.

When I Flick On The Nightly News
 Oct 2014 s Veazie
Raj Arumugam
"Daddy,"* says my 4-year-old
"There's a monster under my bed"
I laugh and I hum
an extended wooooo sound
and to amuse her, I look under her bed
"Daddy," says my 4-year-old under her bed
*"There's a monster on my bed"
poem based on a short tale of horror I found online; this is the second in my series of horror poems...
The vampire is at the door
The wolf is in the yard
The ghost is in the house
The lunatic is baying at the moon
The siren is off the shore
The serpent is in the grass
The pain is in the heart
The killer is in you.
© JLB
 Oct 2014 s Veazie
Judex Banzuela
You are loved. I know you agree with me that 9 out of 10 girls, seek attention from the opposite ***. Who wouldn't want the feeling of being liked back? No one, right? However, asking for it can be too much. Sometimes you begin to start looking so desperate. And you wouldn't like people judging you as a flirt. Always remember that you are loved no matter what and you don't need a male specie to prove you that you are loved.
2. You are of worth. Your worth cannot be measured by the circumference of your waist or the width of your delicate hips. You are worth more than the holes in your walls and the crumpled up papers from words you just couldn't write down the right way. You are the sun and the moon and hold all the stars in your eyes. You are worth falling in love in a street corner coffee shop. You are worth more than all of this. You are you, and there is no one worth more.
3. You are beautiful. I don't understand why you don't like what you see in front of the mirror. There's an air about you, that sets off a certain glow. Like a painting hanging on display, you are a wonderful piece of art. You are unbearably beautiful, the blackness of your iris and the curl on your smile, the smoothness of your skin, every feature about you captivates. You are beautiful.
Place your turmoil
Into a narrow, empty container,
Grab a lid and seal it shut,
Let it remain there indefinitely,
And then think nothing of it
As an amnesiac would do.

4/22/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
 Sep 2014 s Veazie
Lunar
sometimes you're like homework
so confusing
and i just stare at you
absent-mindedly
hating you
yet you're important to me
it's so hard to finish you
and i lose inspiration every now and then
but when i get high as my grades
i come running back to you

i can't wait to graduate from school
get rid of this infatuation
we would be adults by then
and hopefully this mess will be sorted out
Its easy to call someone beautiful when they have spent an hour doing there hair and make up, when they are wearing a skin tight cocktail dress and a push up bra

Its more difficult to say it when the hair gets ******* and the make up is smudged by tears the dress replaces with a stained  t- shirt
                                                      
Because as I'm looking in the mirror right now the last word that comes to my mind is beautiful...
The most **** thing about a guy has nothing to do with his clothes, hair or eye colour.

It's in the way he looks at you with longing, when you finally find out he wants you just as badly as you want him.

When he pulls you so close to him that there is literally no space between you, because he can't stand the thought of there being any.      

When he kisses you, so that it feels as if he is stealing the air from your lungs, and for those few seconds you forget what air even is.
    
When all thoughts go out the window and its just him, with you,in the most simple way possible.

Now that is the definition of ****.
Pure passion is ecstacy...
I find it quite ironic, that my antidepressant pills taste like death.
They are the worst
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