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"Look closely or you'll miss it!"
You said with that sly grin on your face.

My ring you had in your hands disappeared in a blink of an eye.

So did you but this time you didn't warn me.

-Kore
Trying to put myself back together
low poetry Dec 2020
she is not enough
i’m nothing special
*** is lot of fun
but not my passion

this feeling is a ***** trick
or, maybe, i’m just being ****
i don’t know
and i don’t know whom to ask
life is like hardest math task

she made me think that my heart is closed
but i’m crying while reading Mozart story
they made me think that my problem is dose
but without it i’m angry, sad and worried

i will stop rejecting and gain control
input some shrooms and rock and roll
you know
i’ve closed my heart intentionally
my hell is in the others, eventually
J Dec 2020
"I
don't have time
to be reading
paragraph after paragraph,"
she typed.
"but
I have time
to trick you
into thinking
you can open up to me
about anything,"
said her actions
Austin Morrison Nov 2020
I always liked magic.
Being tricked into believing things that are not real.
I even decided to learn it for myself.
I got so good that I managed to trick myself into believing we would work.
The feeling you gave me was so magical, I should have realized it to be fake.
You got under my sheets then vanished, as if you were never there, to begin with.
I played it off thinking you would pop up somewhere else like it was one of my tricks, but you never did.
Left searching alone for so long, I grew tired and impatient.
I have lost my love for magic even though I still managed to be tricked.
I have learned I was never a magician, just a jester playing the fool.
Shelby Majaiya Nov 2020
I sit before this bottle trapped in paralyzing fear
Remembering a prophecy once told to me in a previous year
An Oracle once said to me that upon my endeavors I'd find a Genie
To not be fooled and that I must think freely
That I'd be her master but really her servant
To proceed with caution and be vigilantly observant
That she'll try to trick me into falling in love
And under her magic I'd be blindly trapped of
That she'd look like the woman of my dreams far more beautiful than a model
But you can't marry a Genie even if you polish the bottle
It's been over a century since the last time she was active
From the bottle to which she's eternally held captive
That I wouldn't ask for my wishes to be made real
But instead with her I'd attempt to strike a deal
I tried to throw it away
But it found its way back to me
I tried to move away
But its like the bottle only followed me
Seems I have no other option but to fulfill this prophecy
With that lingering fear that she'll get the best of me
~~~
Hello there

insect buzzing through the air

why don't you come & sit in my snare...

                                  ...I mean chair            
  

I have six legs, see?

I'm just like you

oh, these?  my arms?

why yes, there's two


so come, little one

dawn has begun

take refuge from the sun

in this hammock I've spun


there, isn't that nice?


what?  your legs?

you said they won't move?

there, there my winged friend

I know just what to do!

🕷🕸🦟
Beware of insects with arms.
Lane O Aug 2020
Golden autumn
greets us with a cool wind, crisp leaves,
browning foliage, and barren trees.
We set forth,
creating memories sweet.
Pillowcases of candy;
running noses,  and tired feet.
Venturing home,
as midnight draws near.
We gather under blankets
with flashlights and fear.
Family slumbers,
fast asleep.
A night of tricks,
and many treats.
Ms Anjaan Jun 2020
I got a storm of clapping 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

I just only said-
"I never speak for clapping"
I am unable to express
Tryniti Jun 2020
Abandoned under the guise of self-sacrifice
How many times have you told these lies

A wonder to behold in your own right
Latching on, holding tight
I was lost the moment I got in your sights

A silver tongue with unmatched wit
Even the most dominant would submit
To your linguistic lashings

Skilled in verbal maneuvers and molding minds
You reveled in being one of a kind

Sly, and slick, smooth and quick
Your trick was finding what made me tick

You made me yours, then slipped away
I was your toy, begging to play

But then you were done; tired I suppose
You disappeared, to where..god only knows

You played the martyr, a victim, a pawn
Suddenly all of your power was gone

I know better, but I still feel incomplete
The flavor of erasure is so bittersweet
05.31.2020
Zack Ripley Oct 2019
Life's not gonna wait for you.
So tell me, what are you waiting for?
If you want to chase your dreams,
Pick yourself up off the floor.
The frustration and fear bringing tears to your eyes
Will give you the strength to get what you want.
Just keep your eyes on the prize.
We've all got things we want to do
But let our heads fill with doubt
The trick is to listen to your heart and drown all the other voices out.
What you do with your time is something only you can choose.
But even if you fall, tell me what you have to lose.
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