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LiviKawa Jun 2014
Pen
My poems don't whisper your name anymore
My stories don't bleed with the thought of you
For you are only a ghost holding
Miserably onto this pen
LiviKawa Aug 2014
We are far too different

I live for the rush
The danger and adventure

You live with a plan
The stability and foundation

But yet we both yearn for the kisses
That only come at 2am
And the I love you's
That have all the depth to them
That there ever could

When we are together
The planets align
And the moon calls our name
I cannot think straight
With your hot lips pressed to mine

We are far too different

Yet we are perfectly put together
And I wouldn't trade you for the world
LiviKawa May 2014
You howl like a wolf
Yet I hear the bleeting of a lamb.

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