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Eleanor Rigby Sep 2014
I know her
That of which your heart is made,
That for whom it beats,
That for whom it bleeds.
She is forever scarred
Into your skin
Like a one-winged
Butterfly tattoo.
Your dream lays
Where she sleeps,
Where she breaths
Soft and neat.
Your passion lives
Where her attention
Is yours for hours
And you long for years
To trade her fears
For heavy tears.

And you long for her smile,
Her laughter
For only a short while.

But your pain expands
Where mine also does.
My shattered heart and I
Know you, feel you
For you are broken
Just like us.


F.Z.N
Ashley Lopez Aug 2014
You are...
Whenever someone asks us this, we all tend to start making a list of adjectives.
You are: loving, compassionate, outgoing, enthusiastic, funny, awesome..
SHUT UP.
You are more than a list of silly adjectives.
You are a galaxy, constantly expanding with new experiences and new hurt.
You have billions of stars burning inside of you, each with a different story engraved within them.
You are your scars, the physical ones seen on your body and the ones on the stars only you know are there.
You are the heartbreaks and the sleepless nights.
You are the bottle of ***** you drank to wash away all of your heartbreaks.
You are the pain you've caused other people and the pain other people have caused you.
You see I would keep going but I am no more than you.
It's time you finish this poem on your own.
You are...
preservationman Jun 2014
Barbells and principles
Intensity through determination
Shape leading to conditioning
Veins with the muscle peak
Creating just the right physique
I have long to have muscles
No relation to seafood mussels
However, its nutrition with a name
Looking for results being the aim
I want a reflection that is my own body composition
The idea is to be solid and strong
Feeling muscular in where I belong
A dynamite me
For all to see
My dreaming mind
I am visualizing with all combined
Muscles are just fine
It takes years of perfection and that means time.
I want to explode
Grow, shatter, spread, fill the sky
'Till I don't feel small.

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