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Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 8:04 AM UTC
"for"lorn
Intent on the final bell ring declaring spring for reals as we feel every inch a bag of hammered turds You will have heard the crack in every colleague’s voice this term, felt the glut of panics that the journey home may be in a hearse Still, it could be worse, and when the rear view shows a dwindling, darkening school, we’ll spend two weeks pondering how, exactly
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Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 8:24 AM UTC
Exactly
I am a hoarder because my own memory fails me
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Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 5:51 AM UTC
Kept
Be part of my vanilla sky As I am the black and you Would be the cream That would complete the white and me In the midst chaos Would graciously fal-;;, Slowly Falling; Slowly Stopping; [I would wish] That my body A C H E S Into Oblivion, THEN My body systems crash p a r a l y z a t i o n That would be the term Just to have extra time To lay with you.
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 9:10 AM UTC
d.r.e.a.m
Suitable for nights casual Fridays "feel like it" moments Terms & Conditions We are not responsible for any Unexpected Outcomes."
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 9:17 AM UTC
"Marketing Kisses"
She dares I AM wee hour but tree in Berkeley yet dawn only wager their firm with rose in our court another year that Romulus take these places and spaces in term with harm
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
Kennedy's Nest
Element of perception Searching a term to define Promise, never will you regret
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
Effort
The moment of regrets And wills The time of extreme fear Of loss
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Oct 22, 2017
Oct 22, 2017 at 11:27 PM UTC
Pain
Save my life         It's nothing but wasted. Pull aside      the green, leaden curtain. Of envy, it fills my             every move with deadened motion.           Come inside, won't you? Save my life From        a c c i d e n t a l        hurt         From despair too    Carelessly placed to Be on       p u r p o s e. What if it was? Would you trust me? Enough to relax, eyes rolled back? I don't promise much, and I can't promise a soft place where and when I drop you.               I'll d r o p you.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC
The Gentle Term is Enchanter
So familiar yet still you are mystery to me I have kissed these gentle lips a thousand times before but each time it feels like the first So much time yet never enough I love to while away the hours with you exploring, laughing, just being each moment lasts a lifetime - but is fleeting So much love yet still I fall deeper I have felt your heartbeat in time with mine for two decades and more and still I am discovering you
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Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 11:08 AM UTC
Discovering You
Unlike my life before the accident, I now have short-term amnesia, But you are stuck here permanently. Tujhe bhoolna to chaah bhi nahin sakta, Kuch aise bas gayi hai dil-o-dimaag mein, Fark nahin padta tujhe kuch, oh zaalima.
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Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
Selective Loss
Shouldn't we make all the politicians, Famous or not first bear as prerequisite, Bear the mandatory minimum sentences? It'll be really revolutionary for the civility, For it could be revolutionized - the polity, Won't it narrow down the differences?
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Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 11:48 PM UTC
A New Outlook
Most people sacrifice long term substantial gains for short term fleeting pleasures and so they squander their inheritance which consists of blissful heavenly treasures.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 5:11 PM UTC
Simple Observation #227 - Most people sacrifice long term....
Black hair and fair skin. Blue prefect uniform. I noticed from afar, They caught me off guard. I was too shy to even speak. But I will. For now, have patience. Our first hello wasn't quite what I expected. But it was enough to make my heart race. I was confused. what are these feelings? I didn't know. But I will. For now, have patience. I found out the answer to what I did Not understand. This feeling is love. People say it's dangerous. But I love taking risks. For a girl like you, I'll be patient and wait.
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
Patience.
My heart... The only Space That Is Not For Rent.
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 7:16 AM UTC
Reserved
Winter is going to **** me- force me to dig my own grave and shove me in it before I can catch my breath.
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 8:08 PM UTC
Best & Worst Season
I have asked myself a million times a day How an eighth of my life took so much away... We met when I was twenty-one, Drinking, partying, having fun. Wild hearts, crazy dreams, living for the moment; From that drunk first kiss, my steel-made walls were bent. I never partied much,  but I thanked God I did that night; From silly dates, inside jokes, that spark in our heated fights, Our feelings stayed strong, in tact, when push came to shove And from that sober first time, we soon called it love; Movie nights in our dorms, summers spent missing each other, Sleepovers, phone calls, and the first time you met my mother; Wishing in wells, eleven-eleven, shooting stars; Graduation day, no one thought we'd make it that far. Working doubles, living cheap, We soon took that big old leap; Rented an apartment in the city, internships at hand; Didn't have much but I had all I needed in all the land. Partners in crime, sidekicks in love is how it had always been; They thought we'd marry; who would've known we'd prove them wrong again.... An eighth of my life was all, for sure; Three out of twenty-four years, you were Yet all those years of childhood mean nothing-- We talked of our future children--does that still mean something? Remembering the past, I don't ever want to start anew... Yet here we are, maybe a million miles apart; I can't hold back tears, I still have you close in heart. But perhaps we've moved closer to the truth: An eighth of my life is over for good. And, as much as I'll try, a part of me will always love you-- That eighth of my shattered--mending--heart that will always stay true.
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Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 1:52 AM UTC
An Eighth
I have asked myself a million times a day How an eighth of my life took so much away... We met when I was twenty-one, Drinking, partying, having fun. Wild hearts, crazy dreams, living for the moment; From that drunk first kiss, my steel-made walls were bent. I never partied much,  but I thanked God I did that night; From silly dates, inside jokes, that spark in our heated fights, Our feelings stayed strong, in tact, when push came to shove And from that sober first time, we soon called it love; Movie nights in our dorms, summers spent missing each other, Sleepovers, phone calls, and the first time you met my mother; Wishing in wells, eleven-eleven, shooting stars; Graduation day, no one thought we'd make it that far. Working doubles, living cheap, We soon took that big old leap; Rented an apartment in the city, internships at hand; Didn't have much but I had all I needed in all the land. Partners in crime, sidekicks in love is how it had always been; They thought we'd marry; who would've known we'd prove them wrong again.... An eighth of my life was all, for sure; Three out of twenty-four years, you were Yet all those years of childhood mean nothing-- We talked of our future children--does that still mean something? Remembering the past, I don't ever want to start anew... Yet here we are, maybe a million miles apart; I can't hold back tears, I still have you close in heart. But perhaps we've moved closer to the truth: An eighth of my life is over for good. And, as much as I'll try, a part of me will always love you-- That eighth of my shattered--mending--heart that will always stay true.
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