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Sara fairmeal May 2019
I remember running my hands through your hair, and wanting to lean down to kiss you.

I remember how badly my hands shook after our first kiss, and wanting nothing more than to do it agian.

I remember there was a time when my hands couldn't hold yours, and I never want to go back.
I'm wanting to give this poem as a aniversery gift. Any grammer, spelling or other advice is appreciated.
hear, hear
through your skull
stuffed with thick tears
clarity
Eliseatlife May 2019
You there,

The one who is always ready for her friends with the best advice
The one that everyone wants to see happy
The one who believes in multiple opportunities
The one who always wants to see the positive in people

But broke deep inside
Sometimes you can take a step back

Sometimes they have expectations so high
Like a mountain with a top that can never be reached

But you will be alright
Take that step back
Just for a moment

you will not abandon someone
you're just there for yourself

Then come back as the best version of yourself
Be happy and smile
You deserve being you
Take care of yourself!
دema flutter May 2019
“You’re not that weak,
                                  and it’s not that hard.”

“You’re beautiful,
                 but more importantly than that you’re wonderful.”
دema flutter May 2019
Nobody tells you,
“don’t fall in love with just anyone yet”
because if you fall out of love once,
you’ll fall out once again,
a couple times more,
and perhaps keep falling in and out
over and over,

they advice you to not dive in too deep,
because it hurts to get out once you’re in,
but they don't say don’t dive in
just because you can,
that you shouldn’t just give your lover
tests to prove their love for you,
but that you must test your own love,
see if you can prove your love
to yourself,
after all how can you be sure of
loving someone
when you can’t love the person
your heart beats within?
To linger in the stillness
Of Time's infinite wake
Is to stifle a lifetime
For loss' sake.
Take grasp of Your being,
Brief as it may seem,
For the rest is darkness,
And the silence:
Deafening.
vern Jun 2019
discord and strife stood before me
with hollow cheeks, ivory skin, and luminous hair
a knife in her hand
a pen in the other
pick your poison she told me; stir some trouble
from her piercing gaze and wicked smirk I knew
she offered me, a pawn for her games, a decision
however, I had no power to chose at all
so I reached my hand, feeling the weight of my choice
the chaos
and the destruction I would cause.
What would you chose?
The pen refers to emotions, and the knife refers to actions.
Part two will come someday.
Get a tourniquet
For your bleeding heart
'fore passion's flames
Give death a start
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