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 Nov 2018 Jemevic
J
Force
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
J
I forced myself to stop loving you
Because holding on was suffocating
Urban ivy, forgiving fists
I forced myself to stop loving you
Until it worked,
until I hated you in every way I never wanted to
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
Saumya
Don't Go
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
Saumya
The tighter and closer I try to grasp you, the far you seem to go away.
But probably it's faith.
I'll probably wait for the time when our parallel destinies cross path again.
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
michaela
my rhyme
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
michaela
i wish i could go back in time;

so this could’ve been a different rhyme.

a rhyme in which i poured out less to you,

a rhyme in which i actually knew what to do.

instead, i sit here, left behind;

watching you fall in love with someone else’s mind.

i know i keep saying that im fine,

but, god, i wish i had a different rhyme.
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
Cheryl
art pain
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
Cheryl
There are worse things
than a broken heart
but to a romantic
to a poet soul
it's fuel, it's fodder
we keep scratching the scab off
and fingerpainting in the pool of our own blood
still working on closing the wound..
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
Aa Harvey
Deadication


There was a poet walking through the sand,
And he didn’t know it, but there were eyes on his footprints.
As he walked along there appeared a man.
The man he spoke of a world of fortune and asked…
Do you have anything to give?


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
 Nov 2018 Jemevic
Aa Harvey
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 Nov 2018 Jemevic
Aa Harvey
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I need to find a stronger kind of love.
Not a love that could become,
But one that has been destined.
I have no time for mere pretending.


Not a love taken to build it wrong;
Love does not last if it begins undone.
Love must be free for me to find it,
Because I am unlike any other, I truly am gifted.


True love truly believes in the truth,
While all else fails through lack of faith.
I believe in your empty needs, you they suit,
But I am searching for a unique kind of grace.


If I was like you then the whole world would remain wrong.
All the tales you tell are other people’s songs.
Go create and live your life.
Allow me to find the right shape and then I will be gone…


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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