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Kyra Elise Sep 2014
Melodies intertwine as these
Undeveloped minds
Scrape by in
Isolation to find some
Consolation
Music. (one of my very favorite things to capture in my poetry)
Kvothe May 2014
Introductions are never easy.
Mousy boy.

Chains.
Ankles shackled.
Lungs rattle, relentless battle.
Loose phlegm, filling falling castles.
Under no pretense.
Moat; a barrier of defense.

Where voice is a drawbridge
Oscillating flow.
Open bandage.
Darkest window.
Public speaking = My bane
svdgrl Sep 2014
Mathematical sound,
uplifting souls,
surreptitiously
ingrained into our
c**reated beings.
Can you feel this fear
Orchestrated by a tear
Made by a scared thought
Pushed by what the mind taught
Listen now to this trembling story
Illustrated by an apologetic sorry
Compacted by a mirror broken
Agony of those words never spoken
Time came when terror made a mark
Erupted to ignite this morbid spark
Darkness becomes a tad complicated
Copyright Chris Smith 2014
Pug Rollins Sep 2014
Dust you came from
"Under all this stress?"
Stressing is what most people do
That is still where you came from.

And you will return to ash, too.
"So? I can just keep kicking."
Hell if you don't, and I encourage it.
Micaiah Aug 2014
Seduce my delicate
Mind and run after my
Oxygen which is the
Key to my sweet, long
E**verlasting pain
Ever thought you had friends you'd know until you die?
I did.
I wish with all my heart that a clock could be rewound,
revisit old mistakes, erase them and rewrite.
Life isn't like that.
Life is a ***** in heat scratching away at mental scabs.
"Friends are the family we choose ourselves"
*******.
It's a fridge magnet quote for a reason.
                        ~
Fickle, feckless,
Replaceable
Idiotic individuals
Endlessly
Needing a
Damn hard
Slap.
* Stepford friends*.
© JLB
31/08/2014
14:59 BST
Dare you become my thrill
Imagination of your free will
Ready to obey my dark mind
Tied and submitting in kind
Yet responding to a hard hand

Making you feel and understand
Imposing your body for my pleasure
Naked and isolated at my leisure
Demanding more than you can give
Copyright Chris Smith 2014
Micaiah Aug 2014
Pourquoi autant de haine et de
Ignorance chez toi; qui jouas avec mes
Emotions chétives et mes mots en
Redondance, partiellement
Répugnants jusqu'à la perte de leur
E**légance? Cryptique, n’est-ce pas ?
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