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Haruharu Jul 2019
Looking back, I miss it.
Life before you.

When not every song was about you.
The days I still believed in foolish love.

The times I thought I knew loneliness,
I thought I knew heartache.

I knew nothing before you...

I've wasted years, trying to numb the pain.

But in the end the same truth hits me.

I'll never feel that type of love again.

And honestly, I don't want to.

You took and I gave, oh I gave too much.

Loving you killed me.
keneth May 2019
14
hang my smile
and trap it in four;
enclosed with a glass
a love forever trapped in colours


an unending curiosity;
hang me on your shoulders
sketch my tears into a sweat
recolour me, blue, that blooms forever


pigmented rays of levels of feelings
a purple haze painted unintentionally
but you decided gradients weren't true
you said that love just wasn't for you


so just hang my smile
and you'll leave me hanging
paint another picture of me
with a love that's trapped in colours
a piece of art that fell in love with his observer / peculiar
Erian Rose Apr 2019
As soon as you left
My world came crashing down
I couldn't feel
I couldn't think
You killed me against the darkness
Khoisan Mar 2019
Guns and money
bullets and power
running and hitting
chidren in the shower
Two four year olds died in the Crossfire
Poetic T Mar 2019
The Devil never
          killed anyone,


              he let gods children

do that in his name...
Sylph Jan 2019
Here
No one judges me
I can live without fear
Without worry
without pain
Im free
                free..
                              Free...
A­t least thats what they told me
They told me im free
They said we're equal

Do i just eat up what they are telling me?
Like the mush they put on my plate  

                                                        ­        Or
                   Try to think for myself and possibly get me and all my friends
                              And Family
                                             Killed
This is kinda random..
Inspired by "The Giver" And "Hunger Games"
Masha Yurkevich Jan 2019
Just one little lie
that breaks
us apart.
Just one little sip
that makes us all drunk.
Just one little smoke
that makes us addicted.
Come on,
have a drink;
it's just a liquid.
Come on,
have a smoke,
what, are you still a kid?
It might just be a liquid,
and I might still be a kid,
but these are just a few of the things
that get us killed.
Anya Nov 2018
Never forget those you have killed
Never avert your eyes from death
For they will never forget the ones
Who ceased their final breath
The bird can fly
, Crossing any boundary
From any land
Not being frisked
, not being prevented
, not being asked
To get any permit
And not being asked,
"What is your nationality?
What is your religion?
You can't be prevented
As your skin's color appeared
You can eat from any land
You own all the world
You drink from clean downed
Rain or river is felt by your heart
Downs and has a nest
Over building, solid and vibrated branch
You can see the downed world
You may see its worst
It may be ******
As it had great fault
You can opposite
And had your look
Against the leader
Without being killed
Or exposing to the saw
That will be the terrorist
If it may be happened
All birds will be gathered
Rich and poor
Weak and strong
Having purposes towards the guilt
And judge the case with evident
And tell the result
The killer must be killed
Or be living wide
Live away as being Fired
****** over changing the right
To make a worth
Over bleeding blood
Gaining by telling the truth
That may not be accepted
By the man who is the head
the birds has great freedom, most of people have not it
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