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G J Nov 2017
I wish these feelings could fade away
in the same way you forgot my voice
over time and distance
Colm Nov 2017
The mind seeks to be
To express its worth
In metaphor and homily

And yet no cloudy day remains alive
Within your mind

As memories grey and overcast
Like a visionary dream once passed

You are awake
And yet your eyes
Are only aware of this present take
On life lived alive

No voice is meant to learn such things
Or to recognize these passing clouds
Which have long since passed you by

No cloud is ever exactly as remembered within your mind
What truth do you find in this? (:
Druzzayne Rika Oct 2017
better than never
my every day ever

the smile I wear
one of despair
with the morning sun
going out to feel the burn
the usual runs

the day brings
many stings
head low
knee above
hands over head
and a fall on the bed
cassie marie Oct 2017
Don't get it twisted
Happily ever afters only happens in the stories
My reality is laying on the floor in aching pain after he comes home
My reality is brutal hits and kicks and screaming in agony
The reality is, love hurts.
This one is about domestic violence and how for some people, happily ever afters are just in the books
Sketch your love for me.
She produced her stencil box
fresh with only three.
Emotional immaturity is devastating to the quality of the human condition. So create, paint, write, build, and help others as this is the medicine for our times.
Chloe Oct 2017
I can recall the first moment I knew I fell for you, that very moment where the war was over
and my mind died down, letting all common sense and instinct loose
When my heart stood atop a heap of a dead minded girl, who cared for nothing but the lips of a dead minded boy
I had to be cautious with how many times I told you I wanted you
I was careful with how many times I let you into my  secrecy
  

For a while, I pondered on the infinite thought of us becoming so much more,
not just a star in the sky, but the whole galaxy
that I would no longer be just your flower, but the gates to your garden
and perhaps, you would not just be my drop of water, but my whole sea
in hopes that I would sail your waves that flow in and out of your intriguing soul
The way you spoke, those numbingly sweet words,
“I never want to lose you, and I never plan on losing you, ever.”

it wasn't until then, that I had realized, that you never lost me
I lost you, and quite frankly, I don't intend on finding you, ever

-Chloe Aldecoa
It takes a bleeding heart and an open mind to realize what you have isn't always what you need. Sweets are a delicacy, until your teeth start to hurt.
Madhu Jakkula Aug 2017
You and Me
Love and Hate
Up's and down's
Happiness and Miseries
Now and Ever
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
It was the way you looked over at me.
The first time we met.
The way I was so willing to forget.
The way you found my number.
The way I didn't care you did.
The way you kept texting, calling even.
The way I didn't care.

I found ignoring mean.
I had to be good.
I had to be better.
So I gave this a shot.
The good in me screaming...

When you offered to help.
I didn't refuse.
I let you do your thing.
I believed you knew your thing.
When it ******* over.
You unveiled yourself.

Lets start over.
How do you think someone is beautiful.
How do you come from beautiful to badly behaved.
May be real words are spoken when mad.
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