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Zainab Attari Jun 2014
When my brain turns cold
And my heart feels old
When it’s hard to breathe
When I cannot speak

When I am in a dark place
Following a trace
That is leading me to the gates
In whom I put my faith

When I am stuffed with pills
And time stands still
When I am losing the vent
As the death angel is sent

Will you come?
Will anyone come?
Will you cry?
When you watch me die!

Would you forget it all?
And answer my death call?
Will you sprinkle flowers of love?
And I shall then fly away like a dove!

-Zainab Attari
Jacob Traver Jun 2013
I fail; still you succeed
I cry; still you smile
I stumble; still you stand
I crumble; still you're strong

Where my failures fall into a darkened hole
They hide and grow and wreck my soul
They torture me until I am no more
And like a lion they fiercely roar

I scream; you answer
I need; you supply
I find; you're treasure
I fall; you rescue

I find you like a dove alighting
And I slowly, slowly give up my fighting
I run into your outstretched arms
Where you protect me from failures and harm.
Skinny Love Apr 2014
My life,
My love,
My turtle dove.
I set you free
And you left me.
If you love something let it go, if they love you, they'll always come back.
Chris Mabaso Apr 2014
• True beauty is in the way she laughs.
• True beauty is in her eyes.
• True beauty is how she acts.
• True beauty is inside.
• True beauty is unseen.
• True beauty is only felt.
• True beauty is not mean.
• True beauty is herself.
• True beauty can't be cruel.
• True beauty is bare.
• True beauty within you.
• True beauty is always there.
• True Beauty can't be covered with makeup.
• True beauty means true love.
• True beauty can't be baked up.
• True beauty is the flight of a dove.
• True beauty has no flaws For True beauty is all that matters after all.
ZL Apr 2014
candles of fire and flare
balloons float high in the air
their way of showing me
they finally care

the end of the rainbow
my soul now knows
the end is like the ballon
I've seen where it goes

doves fly peacefully
protectively on my side
I lay asleep
Eyes wide

I dance and giggle
as people cry and wiggle
life was complicated
death was simple

violas laid on my grave
tombstone reads:
no longer a sinner
no longer satan's slave
Sarah Michelle Apr 2014
Lover,
Huntsman,

Burn a dove's heart in your--
campfire.
Serve it to me
in a saucer of tea.
"May your smiles fade to red
& green, sire."
The page will say.
In reply.
And like that our love will die
Emily Pidduck Mar 2014
Coo,
silent dove resting
Your babies been crying
Though lying in the fox's jaws,
Coo
Tribute to all those mother's who keep pain from their children at all costs. Yes, both children and mother could be "in the fox's jaws", whichever affects you more.

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