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In you,
I find everything
I need.











and most importantly...

He's a stranger
But not really
We're the closest
I tell him literally everything
He does too
We saved each other
From a black hole
Am really happy
He's there for me
I never felt this attached to someone
And for what he did for me
I will always do my best
To never let him go
To never let him down again
To never leave him alone
To always be there for him
To always comfort him
Whenever he needs me to
I have nothing to offer
But my love
And care
And attention
I will do anything for him
Just to make him happy again
Just like he did for me
I've never been this happy
Because of someone
And it's not love-love
But it's real
Cause i never cared this much
About a random person
May you always stay with me
So i could make a change
In you, your life
Just like you did mine
Matt Hews Feb 10
Stop watering dead flowers
that they will grow again
TH Feb 9
The way you stand
The way you sit
The way you secretly laugh for a bit
You’ve been hurt
You’ve been broken
And yet your heart is wide open
You think no one sees
You think no one cares
But that is really just not fair
Because I see
Because I do
My heart is filled by just looking at you
Erika Feb 9
My Haseena

late night
pillow fights
watching stars
airplane flights
Wow’ babe come see the morning clouds
With peaceful doves
Flying above
Wet kisses
Like a special dishes
Sweat on yo breast
Di* grew stronger
Felt the touch of your hand on my hair
And the other romancing my back
just me and you
After waiting for so long
Oh my gosh
Yo high heels tinkling my legs
Night gown wet
I’m ready and set
***** shaved clean, nuh hair.
My dear queen can I come in ?
No! Not what you think
I mean can I **** it ?
Let me give you the legendary of me
I love you phypsyyor
Xallan Feb 7
I wonder when you will die.
It is inevitable,
I suppose.
But I have been so focused
Upon my own mortality, I forgot
All about yours.
With your jovial pursuit of nothing,
No impossible search for purpose
(Destined to end)
You seemed immortal.
For a short time, you gave me joy.
*give me joy.
On drugs like those,
Mourning is unnecessary.
The future will not come to you,
Not while you move
Nor while you rest
Not in my arms
I cradle your mind in mine
You will never need to attain rest
While you are at peace with me
And I have a piece of you
That you cannot live without:
Even your heart.
And without life, you shall never die.
Save a love, save a life.
Kale Feb 6
Love is so wonderful
And I hate it
It starts as a feeling
That oh so ever tiny
That *** rushes you
Like a six foot five
Then you become
Then the person
reveals he or she does
not care for you
Then you drink
or smoke
to remove the longing
that needless to say
is the worse thing
about love
and I hate it
PSA I do not endorse drinking or smoking cigarettes and only mary Jane if you are 18 and over but still do not do drugs kids. As a science student I can say everything has a consequence
cait-cait Feb 6
you could be such a handsome, loving boy,
and live in a
nice house
if you didn’t insist on treating me like this...

you know?

we could be neighbors, the
two of us, the
kind who smile and wave at each other at eight in
the morning before we drive to work.

you at the office, and me...
at the office.

can you even imagine:
laughing at whatever winter wonderland party
they hold
with no worries,
no secrets,
no walls...

but i have given up,
as you have grown cruel,  
still thinking of me in that mean, wretched way,
despite the fact that you probably say you don't really care...

but you're just that animal,
the one
you turned into for him-- what
do they call them again?

written on january 12th, 2019 at 10:38 pm. i havent written anything in a while but i was going through my notes to find a title for something and found this. i love it tbh... dont know why i didnt before even w its flaws...
Alienpoet Feb 5
Do you think they will ever care?
the rich and powerful and the big banks
own us with their guns and tanks
will they care when we are gone?

they siphon our money through a straw
Just so they can get richer through the profits of war
on everyone including the poor and disabled
the immigrants and working class able

We are slaves to the rich in this so called Christian country
full of those who would spout forth
I speak of my discourse
but wasn’t it Jesus who said
that it is as difficult as a camel to go through the eye of a needle
as a rich person to go to heaven
the hour is getting late it’s way past quarter past eleven
Or is the doomsday clock wrong
we live on knife edge don’t tell us we are strong
In being poor
heaven can wait for our souls
we need to be cared for...
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