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Martin Bond Dec 2020
She'll say left
I meant right
there are no wrongs
veto logic
the status quo
demands perfection.
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
Sometimes clash like oil and water

I am an asteroid crashing your otherwise peaceful planet

There is nothing propelling me forcefully into your atmosphere yet again and again you unintentionally end up the target of my gravitational destruction

Our blood types incompatible but I insist on ripping you open wide while my own hands dripped self-inflicted wounds aching with resentment

Why must we be so different when our emotions are the same?
Growth is inevitable. You can either choose to grow together or grow apart
Jay M Mar 2019
How do you love someone,
Without getting hurt?
How can you feel so much,
Yet nothing at all?
How do love someone
With a broken heart?
I've been asking myself for a while,
Never been so lost,
Hopeless, but not dreamless,
Nightmares and dreams,
Both cloud my mind,
Thoughts rushing like rivers,
Tears, invisible but there...

Drip

Drop

The poison won't stop,
Black as my tainted soul,
Struggling to survive.

- Jay M
November 2nd, 2018
Lunar Oct 2020
I loved you but I felt hurt
I cared for you but I needed it more
I listened but instead I got angry
Your pleasures are my pain
Your friends are my enemies
Your ways are what I stand against
Your habits are my fears
So then why did I fall so deep
I know opposites attract but I feel stuck
I feel forced to be someone I'm not
I wanna be with my kind.. so that even whilst we cant be together we know the pain of being us
I wanna find my North Pole not a south
Dr Om Prakash Oct 2020
The raven is black
Milk of course is white,
He is wrong but she is
Almost  always right !

Yet  she / he who
Firmly holds sway,
Sees our world as
Shades of ......Grey / Gray !
Sydney Oct 2020
I'm your opposite
Did you know?


If you were a synonym
I'd be the antonym



If you were the night
I'd be the day


If I were the moon
You'd be the sun


If I were the darkness
You'd be the light


But if you wanted to switch roles
I'd do it gladly



And that's why
We are friends.
Sydney
Mansi Jul 2020
Wind has such range:
It is gentle enough
To make a hot day better
Or
Strong enough
To wreck havoc

I think people are the same
Each capable of both extremes
Paper Heart Poet Apr 2020
The curse of being the youngest is that
They don’t recognise their own dysfunctionality
How abnormal is their normal
Convinced about the truth
Yet less knowledge means less empathy
Leading to laughing at you for being you
The younguns should look up
Yet they are the highest
Psychological warfare of the ancestors
Why this why that questioning us
While we question the world not them
****** up wisdom is theirs
But we have clear voyance, crystal
I talk to myself because I can hear me
And they can’t. Won’t ever…
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