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Hanna Mae Mata Oct 2015
Just say that you love me '
if you do.
And tell me
if you don't.
Because
all these
running in circles
are breaking me
in cycles.
Kwasi Boakye Sep 2015
Beauty and beast, mighty and fame
Bitter but sweet, my lover in a game
Love and hate, pretty by name
I wish I wished, my heart is hers
Smooth and rough, far but near
Near yet far, I yearn for more
Forward and reverse, reverse and forward
Chances I had made to waste
I lie and think, just my mistake
Where ever you are, however, you are
Yes I did, just as thought
I fell for you without a sight
But oh courage, if I had
Wedding bells would ring
I buy my ring, After our thing
Now I dream, of you alone
For one day you know
That I did for you
Same you for me
I loved you in hide as you loved me in hide
Love goes waste
Secretly admiring each other can be the best experience but the worst is when you both don't have the courage to go for it.
Wren Djinn Rain Sep 2015
I don't think I've ever been so far out of step in time
To return to the words pointing me further on the path
I burn the last drop of residual hate and manipulation
techniques while I'm walking, no stopping if I want
it gone.

But it doesn't take.

So I'm back at the point I was at before I decided
not to let my destiny disperse into happenstance.
I swear deja vu is just mindfulness of reality in
any moment it's happening. No, I've not been here.
I synchronize myself. No, I've not been here
but I remember this disturbing smell.
Oh ****, I messed up again.

Flip this tape.
Ivan Sep 2015
I'm alone with my wine , and the sun coming out soon , I hear the sound of a sax , and something tells me about you.
someone sweeps the ashes , and tells me "it's too late", "you wander down the street"
I smiled I say no, tell him to serve me another drink more, that old man is playing the sax, and his music makes me cry.
It is the end of one more night, but do not want to sleep, because today I kissed a different lips, and now I remember you.
an open question , who would be the mistake ?
and today I have seen delivered into the arms of one guy, and your eyes spoke to me of love
based on true events... amm... today
Sorrow Cain Sep 2015
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Have you ever wanted to speak out,
And tell your view,
To let someone hear,
To let someone though,
The cracks in your shell,
Let the light come in,
To let them understand,
What you are feeling within,
To finally let out a breath,
For your secret's out,
Because now someone will understand,
Someone knows what you are about,
They know your desires,
Your Feelings, Your thoughts,
What you want to become,
Why people know you nought.
But if you tell the wrong person,
Your life might become hell,
For some people don't have empathy,
Or guilt as well.
They might tattletale your secrets,
Betray your trust,
Tease you day by day,
Eventhough it is unjust.
Just tell the right people,
Or none at all,
Which is why humans could be better,
To help people who call.
Cat Fiske Aug 2015
I love you,
thats what you told me,

and I know you didn't mean it like that,
I know what it meant,

and I'm happy,
I'm happy,

I rarely say that,
I didn't think I would,

I blindedly handed you all my trust,
I didn't expect anything good to come out of this,

and I love you too,
the same kind of love,

you love me with,
thank you,
this is old, really old, about when I was first becoming friends with this guy, and I was having problems trusting men at all after the **** that had happened the year prior, and now hes become my best friend and one of the few people I trust,
Storm Raven Aug 2015
tell me...
tell me this isn't real...
tell me he aint gone...
tell me I will see his smile again...
tell me...
...please...
tell me...
that losing him was only a bad dream.
AnnSura Moon Jul 2015
Can you tell me what remains
When one is tired of life and tired of living
What hope is left when all love brings is pain?
What good comes from the mind
That feels no remorse from a thousand injuries past
How one can love with fragments of a broken heart?
Tears of misery pour down
From sadden lakes of pain and fall like shards of glass upon my soul
Piercing through the flesh of time and come to rest in loneliness
Can you tell me
When the rain will end and the sun shine bright once more
When sleep will come and memories of grief
Will no longer be the bearer of the insomnia of life?
Can you tell me
When suffering ceases to be my only best friend
Where the green grass grows and where rivers of joy
Flow silently into the horizon and darkness shall be no more?
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