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Nostalgia Aug 2014
Who am I,
Am I the creatures of the sea
Or the air in which I breathe?

Who am I,
Am I the plants that sprout in spring
Or the hurtful feeling of a bee sting?

Who am I,
Am I the ground in which I walk
Or the terrifying sight of a sky hawk?

Who am I?
This is a question that will go unanswered
Yet it spreads in my mind everyday like cancer.
Sunanda Pati Jul 2014
you talk
like lions roar
and shrug
like there's nothing
in the earth below
your heavy lisp
rings through the room
even as aproned women
scrape their brooms
you talk of recovery
you talk of gain
you talk like
you have never been pained
you talk of casinos
the tring of money
you talk of wealth
like it were milk and honey
you talk the talk
and then talk the walk
we make through the woods
you talk again
this time of stolen goods
we cross the river
you talk
we feel the night shiver
you talk
we dream of sleep
you talk
we avoid counting sheep
you talk

you talk
until we see
the sun come up
it is a crisp morning
ready to fill the cup
i wait to hear
from a world
i don't live in
but i am met
with a silence
that is
most enlivening
and that is
when i see you
for the first time
for what you are
your eyes
grey much dull
hiding the
ancient sadness
of giving up
Nickols Jun 2014
Don't give up.
I said looking upwards.
It just the weight of the world,
bringing your tender heart down.

If their word corrupts you into silence,
I'll be the one to break that vow for you.

Don't give up.
It's just your hurt,
you're trying to hide.
Because I know, you want to burn bright.
Even in the darkness.
I'll be looking towards your light.

Misunderstood,
but don't give up.
Everyone needs to be heard.  

When your hearts heavy,
remember, I'll be there
lifting it for you.

I can hear you,
little miss understood.

Don't give up.
The word's 'Don't give up.' have been stuck in my head for the past two days. Finally decided to write them out and this is WHAT came out of it. *shrugs*
Nickols Jun 2014
I died last night.
A stain of red upon the sheets.

I died last night.
Without a sound leaving my lips.

I died last night.
And I'm still lying there.

I died last night.
Without a care.

I died last night,
to live for today
and to grow for
tomorrow.

I died last night,
to live.
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
why listen to silence when there is music
that's something i said
but i don't believe it

in silence there is reverence
a kind of quiet that is incomparable

in silence you can find peace
you can find the answers you are searching for

though it may be hard at first
let yourself be consumed by it

because once you are in the silence
you will be able to hear the noise
i kinda of actually like this one
Styles Jun 2014
I look forward to you looking forward to me, bringing out the best in me. The best comes to those who wait, so, repeat after me, and do exactly what you see, and it will *** to be; eventually. Cause you coming after me, is our destiny. Giving you a helping-hand like you are right next to me. The right-click; my tongue flick, your upper-lip, licked. Hitting your ****, until your lips split; you'll flip, when I flip the switch, feeling so devilish, touching you made me selfish, feeling you made it; worth it. My frame of mind is picture perfect; my plan is to hurt it, your level of pleasure my verdict. The sounds; your screams, your moans; I heard it.
Dedication
" My mind is like a twine that I can't unwind. Knots and a kink forming the thoughts that I think. Please tell me ma'am, how do you do the do that no one ever knew? How do you comprehend how to fix a bend that you've tried so hard to mend? "*

( KL )

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" Simplify the fine mind, for the eyes to find what your most certain time of bliss and highs will hide inside.  You're the dream kind. BE kind. BE simple. BE honest. The light is well upon us. " <3

( MM )
i May 2014
while i
was looking
for you,
i barely
found
myself.
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