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 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
Amanda
I imagine myself standing on the edge
of a skyscraper,
and we're holding hands
looking each other in the face.
The wind whips my hair
and the hard rain clears my senses.
We give each other a glance,
wondering if we'll let the voices win,
and then when we meet eyes,
we know that we need to jump together.
I love you.
 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
Fayth
My face is red like the velvet cake we ate on our first date
My heart is pounding in and out of my chest
Just as the floor was pounding at our first concert
My mind is glitching as though I was back to that night
The night we tripped
The overwhelming sensation of life at my fingertips
Has taken over me
The track marks on his vein didn't change who he was
The velvet stains just like that cake only changed one thing
What changed was our being
Our being together
Our being apart
It all seemed the same
When we're together neither of us are there
When we're apart we're together
At heart
Everyone says distance makes the heart grow fonder
The distance out between us formed a troubling path way to the near future
Where my life is no longer in my hands but more or less at the end
Now my neck is covered in velvet cake
Hand prints of the past
Cover my body as though I can't rid them
As if I took a bath in the problems I cannot face
My very own velvet cake
 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
Ann P
The memories will be fading





The love will be evaporating






There will be no trace of him








And you will survive your first heartbreak









Just believe in yourself that








You are something without him










Because the only person who will never leave you is







That girl in the mirror
Young love,
Sweet as honey, yet leaves
a bitter taste lingering
rendering you unable to forget him
Leaves your core coiled
in knots
leaving you bereft of butterflies
that once fluttered
Excretes voluminous tears
      that never before existed

Young love,
every void filled
but as barren as land
you run miles & miles
until your heart succumbs
just to call him your man.
 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
Sky
I'm not really here
right now,
please come back

When I'm not a torn
piece of paper,

dripping
muddy colors

Come find me again
when I'm a sculpture,
dancing in
bright shades.
 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
Anne
Here we stand,
Hand in hand
With each breath we take,
We inhale the blades we made
But with you and only you
We both know it will be okay.
The ice in the air,
Like knives in our backs
Take us both to what we had
Whatever lurks in the smoke
Will only make us bitter cold.
Love your girl
As the poet does to his words!
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