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tianna 1d
Here you go again hurting me once more
Here you go again breaking my heart and letting it shatter
Here you go again telling me I was your everything, but treating me as if I was nothing
It’s so ****** how you waste love  
It’s really ****** how you waste my time, energy and emotions
I can’t deal with this any longer
My heart cannot take any more of this Hurt

I hope you never come back
I hope you never reach out to me again
I don’t want you anymore
I don’t love you anymore
You’re done
You’re history
So this is goodbye
It’s too late for your apologies
I will not allow myself to be hurt by you again
*Waste Love by Machine Gun Kelly
Beckie Davies Nov 15
Her *******, voluptuous and heavy
His breathing, shallow and fast
Their bodies entangled in a mess of lost limbs
Two lovers keeping themselves warm through the winter

His arms, tattooed and tough
Her neck, ringed with bruises from a former abuser
A night of frenzied madness somehow construed as passion
An escape from a life of mundane expectations

Her voice, soft and melodious
His touch, gentle yet commanding
Their short term union causing long term confusion
Two lovers present in the magic of the moment
two lovers escaping
apple juice Nov 7
do you ever have
two poems
running through your mind
at once
and you can't decide which one to write down
and you cant write them both because they're happening
AT THE SAME TIME
and by the time you write one you'll forget the other
but the time taken to try and decide
makes you forget both
August Oct 25
two
you know i can't stand when you kiss me-
literally, remember that time my legs gave out?
Criminal acquitted
Type two error
Encouraged as he
Criminals' king
Public's terror
Politicians' friend
Time washes memories
Leader he turns
Constitution doesn't hold him
He upholds it
At his will
The public lines up
Folding their hands
Seek blessings, favours
Meeting their ends
The error creeped in
Corruption, lack evidence
Witness hostile
Or incompetence
Type two error
It turns!
Criminals hand-in- glove with politicians, with time become politicians.
periwinkle Sep 12
two
i'll give you a daffodil,
the same color as your shirt and your smile.
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