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Aaron Feb 2019
This world will try to drain your dreams;
This world will try to find your seams,
And pull 'till your hopes turn to screams;
This world will try to take you apart;
This world will try to break your heart.


And when you're as low as you can possibly be,
When you feel you're too weak to ever be free;
When the light of hope is too far to see,
This world will try and convince you of something tragic:
That there's no such thing as magic.


The world is wrong.
Magic exists in a natural smile;
Magic exists when it was worth every trial;
Magic exists when one falls in love;
Magic exists in each and every dove.
Magic exists between the pages of a book;
Magic exists ¬¬-- you've only to look.
cass Feb 2018
You took my innocence and I took your name
not literally, but I made myself forget it.
I forced your face and your name out of my mind, like it was never there to begin with.
I got rid of the phone you texted me on.
I burned the clothes you so eagerly took off my body.
If I can forget your name then I can forget that it ever happened right?
You didn't stop me in the street to admire my beauty, something that at 16 I didn't realize was the wrong way to approach a woman.
You didn't invite me to your house and violate every inch of who and what I am, something that I avoided recognizing once that seed of doubt was planted in my mind.
Officer said he is a nice guy, i'll take his word for it and forget this ever happened.
You didn't happen and it never happened.
If you are too drunk to say no than you asked for it to happen.
If you accepted male attention than you asked for it to happen.
Lets just be quiet and forget this ever happened.
Charles Campbell Oct 2017
This is for you
This is for the person who feels like the world forgot about them
This is for you, you don't realize that you're a gem
This is for you, you're trying to get through every day
This is for you, friendship is a job and you never got paid.

This is for you
This is for the person who uses Snapchat filters to hide their insecurities
This is for you, who doesn't know beauty isn't just their outer design
This is for you, who tries to hide what's going on with treatments
This is for you, who feels like zits have to be one big secret.

This is for you
This is for the person who never goes to events
This is for you, who would rather stay home and vent
This is for you, because you feel like you will mess up
This is for you, because the hardest thing for you to do when you see a person is to walk up.

This is for you
This is for the person who hates themselves
This is for you, the person who hates how their ears look like elves
This is for you, the person who hates mirrors
This is for you, the person whos own self they seem to fear.

This is for me. This is for you.
Get better soon.

~C
Kathryne Oct 2017
True love is never letting go.
true love is waking up in the morning
and making breakfast and coffee for him,
true love is laughing till you cry.
together.
true love is staying up with her
making sure she is okay
while she fights breathing
and her anxiety wont leave
and the panic is in her eyes

True love is sitting in silence,
enjoying each other's company.
I let go of him today.
The love of my life,
The man that brought sun
into my life
even when outside,
the storms had just begun

The man that told me
"Your beauty is indescribable,
There is not a scale
for my love
for you,
I love you more than
I could ever possibly
put into words."

He holds me at night,
skin to skin
i am at ease with you.

Reasons why i left
can not be put into
words
but could only
make sense to me

I adored you
adore
you

The love of my life
you will always be
yours forever
until the day we die
to have and to hold

My love
My life
My moon and stars
The man who cared
so much
you are the one

You are my life partner,
my baby,
my snookums,
I love you.
LoveLy Nov 2015
It's guys like you who remind me to taste the world. Guys like you who hold the fork so dangerously close to my lips. Boys who remind me to love blindly with eyes open wide as to not miss a second. Men who remind me not all will be there to catch me when I fall. Those who leave when complexity shows its perplexing face. This is for the guys no matter how hard you or I or anyone tries won't be able to keep us together.  Or even the boy who knew that from the beginning.  No lie, I hate you. Leaving me hanging for more, fantasizing for weeks, crying, falling, stumbling so close to the edge, crying. But I must admit without you those in-between's would be trill-less. Thank you for making hell a whole lot more interesting.
The most relieving thing I've written

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