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that letter
she never wrote me
is
still
burning

in her

just
let
me
read
that letter
?






...
..
.
oh my our goodness
we just
...
..
.
Danial John Mar 2018
Salt and water.
Tears.
I don’t get it.
There’s something in life I’m messing.

Help me.
Save me.
I wanna do it.
Can you blame me?

Haven’t in years.
Can’t shed one.
Even if I tried, and I have.
No tears.
I can’t cry. Guess that makes me some badass or something... right?
Dylan Growcoot Feb 2018
Casual conversation,
waiting at the station,
it doesn't really mean she likes you, boy.

Listening to your problems,
sitting in the flowers,
it doesn't really mean she likes you, boy.

So listen when I tell you,
why you're feeling blue because,
you deserve a better life, my boy.

You don't have to fight,
all the ****** time because,
you deserve a better life, my boy.

I know you really like her,
but don't tell her about your father,
she really doesn't care about you, boy.

She's going to keep you around,
cause she likes your voice's sound,
she really doesn't care about you, boy.

You don't need a partner,
just to make yourself feel better,
you're perfect just the way you are, my boy.

You don't have to try,
these things just take some time,
you're perfect just the way you are, my boy.

When you're feeling safe
to show your true face,
That's when you'll know.
You'll know.
Larry Dixon Jan 2018
Nothing good in my life is worth it without you.
All these feelings, I know you don’t feel too.
Thoughts aside, eyes wide, these feelings are eating me up inside.
And I can’t swim against the tide.
Ten million stars across the sky.
But you are the one that caught my eye.
Such an ancient love we had.
But we couldn’t seem to get through the bad.
Everyday I see all that I lost.
And it wasn’t even worth the cost.
Love *****, I miss you so much please come back
Leslie Ledezma Jan 2018
I want to go everywhere
at the same time

In madness enthralled
deliberately unaware of the end

Awful and sweet
take me on a spree

Don’t ask if I’m tired
say how much more
luis Dec 2017
in my closet,
I have a torn jacket
two holes in its pocket
a rip in its hood, and
a broken zipper

patches, and stickers
stains of liquor
from when i drinked
so that I wouldn't miss her

I haven't thrown it
it's precious, for some reason
to throw it away
would, to my heart, be treason

I wore it when we met
on that cold autumn night
when the freezing wind swept
the leaves to our left and right
a scene from a movie
or a novel, perhaps
I look back and I tremble
I faint, I collapse
my mind goes numb
stuck in the memory
of that autumn night of fate

I gained myself, but I lost myself
when I put my jacket in her hands
same
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