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AfterImage Jan 2016
My greedy heart: an endless stomach hungry for your affection.
GaryFairy Dec 2015
My heart ached for a piece of the cake
i tried to take the whole thing, that was a mistake
it's hard to just be patient and wait
when you crave what's beyond your fate

in dire straits i face what's on my plate
what a nightmare a dream can make
i sort it out and lay it all straight
when there's nothing to give, there's nothing to take
Connor Exodus Dec 2015
I don’t enjoy giving
Segments of my soul
To eyes greedily stuck
In desperation.

I don’t enjoy sharing
The atmosphere of
My skin, with hands
Like mine, only guilty.

I don’t enjoy showing
The burden of my
Abilities, so focused
On hitching a ride.

I have tried to enjoy
A feeling of tranquillity,
Amongst the beholder of
Somebody else’s eyes.
Open to interpretation.
NOLWAZI JOUBERT Dec 2015
Just because you made me a birthday wish didn't mean I owed you one,
Just because I didn't say any wishes didn't mean I dont care,
I just don't want anything associating myself with you.
What need was it for you to spit out greatly bitter insults at me,
Yes I called you crazy
For I have never seen a selfish person such as you.
It is no use pretending I meant nothing to you,
For you would have not smeared your unchanting words on me.

I would love to see you in much more misery than this,
But thank you for you immediately blocked me out of your life
Happy birthday, hope that changes your undeveloped mentality and if it doesn't don't bother thinking I care. Am still not ashamed to call you crazy!
Dee Bach Sep 2015
In his greedy hands,
I’m just a doll,
Not a person.
With a beating heart.
With an imagination.
No, I’m just a piece of space,
I don’t have thoughts,
I don’t have feelings.
I’m just some toy,
Who would not care.
In his greedy hands,
I’m only an object,
An object not worth much.
kenny Diamond Jul 2015
You wrapped in  sea of negative
lost in deep in your own greedy
bridges that were burned
A heart that can't be replaced
The idea of logic  that is so far gone
Your path all ready paid
The hands that are stained with green
In end you will be  alone stuck on other side of the broken bridge.
Ash Saveman Apr 2015
New poem in my grasp
Can't get enough
Read it right side up
Read it upside down

Flip the page,
Wait there's more!
Devoring it with greedy eyes
Feed me more!

Heart pounding
Soul packing
Escape from my sorrows
Such a greedy child

No more for you
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