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 Apr 2021 blake
bella luna
 Apr 2021 blake
i wonder why the moon is so beautiful?
i wonder who she shines for
 Apr 2021 blake
David Lessard
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
 Apr 2021 blake
I'm afraid so
 Apr 2021 blake
She was a thrifted sweater and denim and jersey knit sheets
Pizza breath and red wine and toothpaste
Alabaster skin and knotted hair and freckled shoulders
A tangible dream and my favorite good morning
She agreed to let me kiss her and I agreed to let her slip my shirt over my head before she became
Blood and tears
"I trusted you" and "I’m sorry"
Midnight poems and a drunk "I need you"
I’m afraid I loved you like the way I wrote
 Apr 2021 blake
words get stuck in my throat
like fire waiting to be splashed out
this fire that roars within me
seeps out into my words, puts a sour hit on the tip of my tongue
this fire that rages within me
that sadly wont go out
 Mar 2021 blake
 Mar 2021 blake
empty thoughts, filled with empty words
floating around the abyss that is my head
yet they all make sense to me,
why not anyone else
 Mar 2021 blake
 Mar 2021 blake
youre magnetic,
pushing and pulling me.
im right where you want me.
by phillip phillips
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