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Erika Rose Aug 2018
I have allowed you to hurt me time and time again
And I can no longer pretend that it doesn’t matter
I will not minimize my pain to clear your conscience
I must be selfish with my heart.
Aniq Ahmad Aug 2018
Its 3 am and Im sticking to my phone
There's no one really to call me
But Im still hanging on like a stone

So I ****** thinking and promo
And later Got my MOJO back
Its like I can do it all night with my slow-mo knack

Said she love pearls and 2XL Nexus
****** up, trynna find next exit
Thats too much for love, just some fake velvets

So everyone's got f-ed up, delusionally
Stop the watch and look out at this foolery
Cuz now everyone likes to be fly, prudery

Plus these tipsys don't love me anymore
Ran out as my pants fell down on the floor
So I'll rewind my song like Nazis on the roll

So just **** up and let me get back it
Too much on the line Mr.Pragmatic
What's up, ignore if you are mad at it

Pokerface, no ace but no ripper
Almost passed out as she showed the zipper
Am I overthinking or is it cuz of the liquor

You killed my vibe like you some kendrick
I'll probably do her again even it takes medic
It's like a kamikaze **** without any credit
Star Jul 2018
I love you at all times of the day.
At the dawning of light,
when the blue sky starts to turn orange and red,
and when the light goes to sleep and the stars start to shine.

But I must admit to being selfish;
for I do a have a favorite time.
Though It has it drawbacks
since I don’t get to see your eyes and smile.

But when you’re sleeping peacefully
and I get to wrap you up in my arms
and give you gentle kisses on your head.
That is my favorite time.

It doesn’t matter if I get any sleep
as long as your comfortable and sleeping sound.
However, I feel selfish for this time. It’s the only time
I feel you are undoubtedly mine.

You are so busy with all the things you do
but during this time you don’t have anywhere to be
You don’t have to answer your phone.
You just lie there sleeping like a beautiful prince in my arms.

I’m not sure if you even know but I’ll protect you
for as long as I can before you have to wake up
and go once again. I don’t expect for myself to ever
have you completely.
You’re too exotic to keep locked away.

So I’ll just enjoy the nights where I hold you
hoping that it won’t be the last.
If you haven't noticed I am undoubtedly in love. Oh well. I may get my heart broken. But I can't seem to help to fall in love with the most free-spirited type people. But anyway here is a poem of my thoughts of when I was holding this said person in my arms. Again sorry if I missed at punctuation and grammar errors my spell checker is down for the moment so I am flying blind lol.
CryBaby Di Jul 2018
She's extremely passionate, but lacks any sentiments of compassion and empathy.
She's unapologetic,
lacking all remorseful entities..
But at the same time she is so delicately fragile that underneath of it all,
she bears no substantial amount
of self worth.
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Jay Dayz Jul 2018
I love being left alone, abandoned
told that I don't matter
But it's fine, I get it
I just hoped you didn't mean it

Go ahead, leave me behind
I understand, I don't mind
I understand I got replaced
I understand I got no place

I hoped you'd never leave my side
but now I get that I was just blind
There is so much better than me
There are so many better ways to live

I know it's fine, but it still hurts
You have to move, I'm forced to stay
You make more friends and find your place
while in a solitary state I stay

I know I', selfish, I know it's rude
but I just wished to have a place
I'm sorry I was not enough
I'm sorry that I wished too much
Pyrrha Jul 2018
I’m sorry for every selfish thought I’ve had
But spending my time living in other people’s lies,
I thought I could at least dream
Of a place where the happiness was mine
But happiness isn’t just a fish that you can catch
It’s not for everyone to handle
nosipho khanyile Jul 2018
your own life was at the edge of chaos
when you centered me

everybody had deserted you
when you were there for me

you could barely stand on you own
when you stood up for me

all you wanted was to be loved
when you gave me love

you were selfless
and I was selfish

I've already lost you
but I hope this sorry finds you.
this one's to two of my friends. after doing some introspection, I've kind of found myself, made good friendships and I'm seeing life in a good light but in hindsight I realise that I've abandoned some good friends in the process. I'm scared to go back and find them because I don't know if I'll ever stop being self absorbed.
ashley Aug 2018
is it bad to think
you speak for me?

do you whisper for me,
are the puns in your poems
meant for me?

how unfair of me to think this,
when my mind is always on someone else
every three days.

is it wrong of me to think this?
to feel my chest warm up
to your homemade fireplace?

thoughts always rush through my mind,
if i am wrong or right,
are you wrong or right,
is this wrong or right?

how can i find these perfect places
between your words and writings?
can i rest on them,
the promises in your poems?
My heart changes its mind constantly.
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