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Eric Dec 2018
Let me be your something eyes as soft as a rose . As the senseless touch flows . Beautiful, blow kisses no hugs, cause the distance is just to much. But love finds "just enough" ...just enough. Where loneliness becomes company . And you are beautiful enough for me . As the stars and trees talk to the moon and bee's . Significance of all of them sing to eachother , making our world at peace . Arms around you in the coldest of nights , flames burnt out long before our fights . But everyone loses sight . Of the beauty in being loved every single night . And not have to give a **** about feeling what's right . We know what's right . In those moments when you want to be held tight . Don't worry everything will be alright . So many seems , never could cut ties . But for someone to sing the song of love for eternity ? . That's the kind of guy I want to be . And to share that love with the beautiful women next to me . Thinking so blissfully .
helios Dec 2018
MY (MILD TO MODERATE DEPRESSION IS ACTING UP AGAIN) PENCIL BROKE

AND MY (ANXIETY NEVER EVEN WENT AWAY) PENCIL WON'T SHARPEN

AND , BY GOD , ALL I ASK FOR IS (ANY IDEA OF WHAT MY FUTURE WOULD HOLD. FOR I CANNOT STAND THIS TEDIOUS WAIT BETWEEN GOOD AND BAD, JOY AND PAIN, I'LL YELL AND I'LL LAUGH AND THEY'LL FEEL THE SAME) A ******* PENCIL WITH LEAD THAT DOESN'T SMASH WHEN I PRESS HARDER THAN A ******* BABY WHEN IT GNAWS ON THE FINGERS OF ITS LARGE BREASTED MOTHER

anger , haha. anger who? my name is blueberry bubblegum and i exist only to chew. nom nom.

:-)
**** **** ****!

don't swear.....the children are listening

they'll hear it eventually

well....the children must grow up someday, i suppose

**** **** ****!

**** **** ****!
helios Dec 2018
i'd buy the ticket
if i didn't know where it led
the fuel of desire
adventure, lust, pain
heartbreak lasts until

the
last
train
left

weekends have never been so dismal. gray, gray skies, gray lights, my eyes blink and blink again but the haze that grips on tight will not let go! i think it drips down my cheeks sometimes but only when the lights are off. my silence is a skill, not a talent- i used to be louder when i'd

shhh.

i am socks in the shower

headphones broken in one ear


i am an ebay sweetheart

please buy me!!!!!
discounted
almost what
you'd expect
but
not
quite

.return me!!!!!
refunds
but you will
never get as much
as
you
spent

404.....
              error .....
.  .page not found..
        ...time to..
shut .
               . down

:-)
weewoo weewoo weewoo

red and blue red and blue

blue bruises red pens

blue sky red

red

read

don't leave me on read :(
raicyd Dec 2018
leaves fron the vines,
falling so slow.
like fragile, tiny shells
drifting in the poem.

litte soldier boy,
come marching home.
brave soldier boy,
comes marching home...
iroh
Anya Nov 2018
Shall I leap
Or step back

Retain the blanket of security
Or explore the uncharted waters of uncertainty

Say what comes will come,
Or grasp the minimal control

Free fall?
Or use the stairs?

One is riskier,
The other is safer,


Obviously


Then, she says something to me
that makes me realize
my foolishness

We're in the age of computers and technology
If I'm facing a risky proposition,

Why not look it up?
Sometimes we make a big deal out of nothing.
amuba Nov 2018
Everything seems different
No clue what changed between us
All the things and meanings bent
Me and my whole body in fuss

Something doesn't feel right
When I touch you and your skin
My heart and my feelings goes for a fight
Something is terribly wrong within

What has changed?
This feeling that I can't manage
Uncontrollable that I have become
I still don't know what is to be done

I hope you are not the same
Please don't be in the same page as me
As the book has this horrible game
I hope you are all good and free

This horrible feeling that is in my gut
I will pull you out one-day be prepared
You make me terrible and everything shut
My mind and my heart, defeat never be declared
Something is really not right in me, within me. And I have no clue how to manage this unless writing it down. Writing is my medicine.
Makayla Jordan Nov 2018
i walked away from you when you told me i would be nothing.
you know why?
because today i was something.
and there is no way posssible
that someday i will be nothing
when TODAY i was something
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