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 Nov 2018 steffanyblack
Ayo
Vanity
 Nov 2018 steffanyblack
Ayo
We make. We destroy.
We laugh, dine, and wine.
We cry amidst woes and pain.
Yes, we merry. We toil.
We pray .We sin and soil
We dream of paradise.
We fall. We rise.
We love. We hate.
We live. We mate.
But lo and behold
The shadow fades into abyss
And our lousy, hurried footsteps
Are no longer heard.
 Nov 2018 steffanyblack
Ayo
In the silence of the cold night,
loneliness lurks.

I crave for your friendly touch.
I ***** for your warm embrace.
I long for a kiss of life.

Through the unsmiling darkness
And under the mourning stars in the gloomy sky;
I find my way to El Dorado.
Here’s to the feelings that flow
through my veins,

here’s to the love whose trip
was a lot of pain,

here’s to the days
where I am in vain,

and here’s to your heart
that I cant seem to obtain.
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 Oct 2018 steffanyblack
Christina
i met you
as the leaves fell
and the sky turned grey

the world grew cold
as my heart turned warm

i missed you
as the leaves grew back
and the sky turned blue

the world grew warm
as my heart turned cold
 Oct 2018 steffanyblack
A
Permanence
 Oct 2018 steffanyblack
A
I am not okay today

I've been underwater
about five beats longer
than I would like
Starving for air
yet my lungs
are already full

My vision blurry
Fragments and flashes
of life
and light
and darkness

I am not okay today
For no reason at all
I am not okay

But I will be.
October 27, 2018
 Oct 2018 steffanyblack
zb
windows in train cars
full of grime and stray fingerprints
we exchange glances
via our reflections
distorted through glass
and our own warped perceptions
of those around us

no words are spoken
the silence revered

we exist in bubbles;
no, not bubbles
we are trees
we whisper quietly
words of no meaning
and we reach so silently
for each other
but cannot move
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