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Makayla Mar 2019
You shook my hand
And touched my soul
Burning my heart
And poisoning my skin
I don't know why you decided to shake my hand today before you left, let alone why the handshake was so weak and you were so gentle
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Johnny Noiπ Feb 2019
Feel the monster's dress,
the last sign of the kingdom
of ****** you can use...
Weapons full of drink,
foxes and animals buried
in shadows watching
the hill when they arrived.
Do you know the universe?
**** girl, ur first time
on the hill of *****...
دema flutter Feb 2019
The first breath I take
becomes the very first choice I make
RedD Sep 2018
We met one night
Unaware at the time
Preoccupied with lives
Unhappy and unknown

Time has passed
Feelings grown stronger
Our bodies willing
But time denies

Hope gets stronger
Each time we meet
We'll be preoccupied
With only each other
Happy and known
I still remember that first night, a lot has changed since
دema flutter Jun 2018
Remember when we first met?
                  I wish we could meet again for the first time.
Smoke! A lot of it
Above my head
Inside my chest
I wish I could flee
Leave my bed
But can’t
Hypnotising....
Wondering
Where have I landed
It’s a no man land
With spiral rings
Placed all over
Like a puzzle
Wanna escape!
A voice echoed
In my head
Enough you tried
But it seems futile
You can’t escape or
Get out of your bed
You are paralysed
You can’t analyse
You have lost your
Senses.



I think only few
drags were enough
to loose control.
Hide Jun 2018
As thoughts fog my brain like thick clouds in the sky,
I remember the night when I was still alive.
I remember the story - I know how it goes;
You stab me, you **** me, you take off my clothes.

You draw in your sword - you think I'm not looking;
I'm lost, right where you want me; I gave you permission
I remember the sound; the intake of breath,
With that push I collapse, in the mud, in the dirt.

I recall the scene with perfect precision,
You drew out your sword without losing my vision;
The blood came rushing out as did my cry of pain,
As I died in your arms I left my ****** stain.

My eyes watered up whilst you made sure I'm dead
Thought you were the hero, you're the villain instead.
Dead in the eyes, heart of stone, as you moan,
You've taken my life, now the ashes are blown.

You're gone now, heart breaker, you villain of love;
You're done with my body, hidden, dug and shoved.
But you can't **** me twice now, I'm back, I'm immortal-
You're away but I'll haunt you - this poem's our portal.
Jordan Ray May 2018
"Would you like to buy a shoe?"

My words ring around the school yard.
Laughter bounces back to me.

The only laugh I focus on is yours.
A simple joke allows me to admire that soft smile of yours.

Our pupils dilate, did I ever tell you how stunning your blue eyes are?
I'd been speaking to you for quite some time, but time seemed to stop in that one moment.

The first time I actually said something to you in person.

I'll never forget that moment, despite the fact that a wall of sharp roses stands between us.
I hope you haven't forgotten it either.
When the first man first achieved consciousness
So that he knew he had fallen asleep,
How can you imagine his nervousness
That he had died and gone into the deep?

Or the first time thunder roared overhead,
Having never seen lightning in the sky?
Primitive man must have thought he was dead,
Or in the moments to come he would die.

Before there were mirrors or reflection,
Could man know that he had a human face?
For without any form of inspection,
He’d have thought himself alone in his place.

I feel like I know only a bit more,
But I only know what’s already here.
What’s coming has never happened before,
It’s arrival will stun me into fear.
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