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Jathan Hall May 2016
The scent of your coconut oil remains on my chest.
This was the last time we ever made eye contact, loved, smiled and kissed.
You told me goodbye and you were gone in the wind.
I fell in love with you from that one moment.
Who would've known?
That I was just simply attracted to you.
Please never leave me
You give a new meaning to my life.
You take me on a trip.
Sombro May 2016
To lose myself in a foggy drug
And cut a misty dream
To blister from the heat between
The love that is as seems

I taste a little bitter
Salty brows of work prolonged
Don't lead me forth on glaciers cold
If you have no heart I wronged.

Shout forthly from the rooftops
And we'll sing like cats together
For you and I we own the moon
And on it planted fields of heather.

For each other for ourselves
Take me out

To explore
I like this one
gray rain Apr 2016
Write the words
of your heart
of your mind
of your soul
take those words you write
and tell them to all
gray rain Apr 2016
All words are spoken
written words are there to be said
all words are spoken
even words of the long since dead
All words are spoken
even the ones in your head
Colten Sorrells Apr 2016
everything* we shared
has long since
been
destroyed

except for her
hatred of me

so
atleast that's
**something
Kenna Marie Mar 2016
I identify with the folks on a TV screen because we both share a secret; that we are both entertaining and that people want to watch us on a daily. We turn blank in an instant, no more flashing images or language. Maybe now there's a shadow from a light in the background as you sit down. To flip on a channel means getting up but you're too tired to pay attention
Joyce Feb 2016
In a lonely world.
People are busy
with doing nothing.
Walk around while
playing with their cell phones.
Talking and sending messages.
Nobody is paying attention.
Everyone is on their own.
Every day we feel
more alone.
Creating online
we like to share.
But does anyone care.
To show all places.
Making pictures
of smiling faces.
You can wait to see
how much everyone
likes you or write
nice comments so
that you can replay to.
A small digital kind
of happiness.
Is feeding you kindness.
Just a thought in mind.
There is not a lonely world.
Only people who
want to be heard.
EMPstrike Feb 2015
A bag, full of gems! Some gleaming, some rough,
A collection, for you. Always growing.

Growing in size, continuously filled,
And equally given, never paring.

An endless supply, gained from learning and observing.
Acquired from me, you, and others through learning.

It pleases me so,
Just to know that one stone,
Will fit you just so!
And help your life flow! ^^

I'm happy to watch, and take in, what you do,
So that someone, or myself, can learn something new.

A stone that fits perfect, when it's needed the most,
Is what gives it its meaning. It's BEAUTY, It's GLOW.

I'm Content, just in watching, until one can see,
If an old stone fits...

...and to what, it will lead.
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