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 Jun 2014 Victor
Jordon Tuck
Baby please come back
Cause you are my life's purpose,
Babe when your around I don't get scared I don't even get nervous.
I need you back in my heart
Cause the keeps getting colder,
You warm up every day
Because your so much bolder.
 Jun 2014 Victor
fdg
mattress
 Jun 2014 Victor
fdg
i'd like to be dangerously balancing between
that look in your eyes
and
the way you lick your lips
right on the verge of
"maybe I'll do this"
as my hand slides down to your hip
idk, i also wouldn't mind just holding your hand
i really just want to hold your hand

k
 Jun 2014 Victor
Ivy Grace Bell
Golden light spills out,
The only mess in this place,
I won't have to clean.
 Jun 2014 Victor
wordvango
Untitled
 Jun 2014 Victor
wordvango
purple path
commemorating an old foundation
long gone
wisteria and violet
aura hues
march steady grow
towards
concrete footings that once held
desire
like peat moss ripe
petal dew
before the
clots of madness  grew
unlike the dead in a vase.
 Jun 2014 Victor
enjolras
And if we are so musically inclined
then how can you not hear the song of our hearts?

A melody that starts quietly
then makes a crescendo when you look at me

Staccato bursts every time we touch
a steady rhythm of our love

But why do you play deaf
and leave me to listen to this song

this song that's constantly nagging
at the back of my ear

this song that jives
with the beating of our hearts

or is it just my heart
 Jun 2014 Victor
Jordon Tuck
I'm in captivated by those words you set ajar
Those words meaningless to you,
Sometimes I ask myself why you released them
But I have no clue.
Those words mean so much to me
If only you'd have meant them,
They'd be the caption of me
They'd be my single emblem.
I love you
 Jun 2014 Victor
wulfhug27
mad
 Jun 2014 Victor
wulfhug27
mad
Dealing with anger innocently
means we become angry and immature
where you shout and you scream and
you make love to  irrationality
and you make truths
           tweaked
and mice
            monsters
then,
how do you deal with mature anger?
the type that's repressed and kept
the type that expresses through
clipped words and picked sounds and licked letters
where you hold your tongue
and beat your drum and
sigh loudly.
What now do with this anger.
When neither can answer and each has understood
each has come to know the anger and
which it there stem
so why be it..
the lost remain lost


this "mature" language of anger is obsolete
we must like children
disrupt this planet
erupt amidst the winds
and cry
its 3:30 am can you blame me?
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