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Holey Jul 2016
You are beautiful.
You're a man?
Doesn't matter.
You are beautiful.
Life is beautiful.
So you are too.
You wear a dress?
Doesn't matter
I do too.
You're lonely?
Me too.
You like tea?
Life *****, man.
So get the hell up and live.
Ignore the protests.
Ignore the hate.
Lets hold hands and think.
Don't hate please. (:
I ******* miss you.
There. I said it.
I hope you're happy to know,
if you came back,
I'd pick things right up where you left it.
Pauline Morris Jul 2016
Now you see me, now you don't
I want to run, but maybe I wont
Frozen in time, still always moving
Memories flawed, futures always proving
Agony unwavering, is always changing
Happiness unreachable, yet so nearing
Things unwanted, forever need
Wounds have healed, scars still bleed
Always right, standing in the wrong
Feelings left to die, forever live on
Thomas EG Jun 2016
I live in your love in the same way that I live in my skin, my love.
Repetition is effective
Aarushi Vijay Jun 2016
Only if  she knew her self worth,
Wasn't all in her body but soul too,
It wouldn't have been a ****!
Oh yes,  the pain wouldn't have been the same.
Oh yes,  the pain wouldn't have been the same.

Only if she knew that those wounds would heal,
But the scars will remain,
And the society will find her to blame!
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.


Only if she knew that her pain gave him joy,
And those few minutes of his pleasure would leave her destroyed!
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.


Her soul crumbled before her eyes.
She screamed, she cried and lost all her pride.
She casted all those touches away.
She screamed at their faces everyday.
She lost herself astray.


Only if you would have known that
She wasn't crying because she was *****,
But because some other she at some other place was being *****.
Oh yes, only then you would have felt her pain,
Which is Evermore like the incessant rain.
Jedi Ferrer Jun 2016
After all these years I look up
and the moon is the same
Then I look at myself in the mirror
and it's a person that never stopped changing and never will.
Sorina Marie T May 2016
I feel a thousand eyes staring,
Yet no one takes notice.

People say they will help,
Yet I am left alone.

They call everyone perfect,
Yet I am not treated so.

The world promises they will remember,
Yet I am forgotten.

You can’t forge a letter,
You can’t copy a story,
Shouldn't that make them worth something?

No one is the same,
Everyone is amazing and different,
Shouldn’t that make me worth something?

For I have been forgotten,
To everyone else, nothing but
A mere feather in the wind.
aniket nikhade Apr 2016
Facts remain the same
Facts don't change
It's the mind of an individual that changes.

Facts remain the same
Facts don't change
It's the thought process of an individual that changes.

Facts remain the same
Facts don't change
It's the intention of an individual that changes.

The more we get involved in the way of getting things done,
the more closer we come to the number of possibilities that seem to be possible with regards to the future.

An uncertain future,
however bright and promising it may seem to be,
one thing remains for certain,
the future remains uncertain.

Better to be a part of the present
Better to be a part of the present moment in time and then get everything done rather than depending on an uncertain future.
This is because one thing is going to remain the same
One thing is going to remain certain
Facts remain the same
Facts don't change

It's the time that passes by, which needs to be taken into account and taken care of along with the passing moment in time.
Definitely facts remain the same
Facts don't change
ICN Apr 2016
Round and round I go,
Same story, different people
//every time I circle the drain\\
Maria Etre Apr 2016
Actions don't dictate my behavior
let me latch onto the next bottle
sitting across my vision
settled, calm

Let me drink and word *****
on your shoes
leaving a stench that will remind
you of the hazy days
spent, boozed up

Let me smoke till my lungs
beg for a molecule of oxygen
to freshen it's dank corners

Let me wobble on the sidewalk
reminding my feet which one goes first
let me sway, cursing whatever
injected my heart with a dose
of forbidden feelings

Leave my vision of tomorrow
the same, swallow the the changes
like an unwanted gag
drown it with that burning liquid

Let me be, as if the next encounter
is just seconds away
let me
be
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