"fanfics" poems - Hello Poetry

The feels rack me Fits of squealing In the dark so no one will see Tumblr plans the wedding, Look! My otp! I ship it so hard It actually pains to read fanfics The **** The fluff, We read it all Just To get more Of those Life giving feels. Arms flap, The cuteness makes us skip meals One more episode. When's sherlock season 3?

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Dec 24, 2015

Dec 24, 2015 at 3:29 PM UTC

zanna-blouin

Feels

The feels rack me Fits of squealing In the dark so no one will see Tumblr plans the wedding, Look! My otp! I ship it so hard It actually pains to read fanfics The **** The fluff, We read it all Just To get more Of those Life giving feels. Arms flap, The cuteness makes us skip meals One more episode. When's sherlock season 3?

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Thank you Shaun, for the pictures and flowers. Thank you Lily, for the ray of sunlight. Thank you Bry, for psychopathic measure. Thank you D, for the feeling of good pleasure. Thank you Tay, for tea and bears. Thank you Meg, for Sherlock and apples. Thank you Zee, for robots and twins. Thank you Carrie, for fangirling and friendship. Thank you Liam, for support and superheroes. Thank you Paul, for understanding and ingenious. Thank you Ceryen, for fake names and shared tears. Thank you Chiara, for Italian cheese and fanfics. Thank you Rod, for fish and evil. Thank you Lia, for kitties and souls. Thank you Stephen, for gravestones and vegetables. Thank you Christine, for mercurial and poetical love. Thank you Caitlin, for product design and Poundland. Thank you Jordan, for weddings and Brenda. Thank you Conaill, for DT and Courbet. Thank you Brendan, for axes and aunts. Thank you Tom, for form time and Brittany. Thank you George, for philosophies and pigeons. Thank you Morgan, for video games and hearing. Thank you Alice, for Pokemon and tumblr. Thank you Aliyah, for hearing aids and help. Thank you all, for reading and listening. Thank you, me, for absolutely nothing.

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Oct 19, 2014

Oct 19, 2014 at 10:13 AM UTC

a-f-moment

Thank You.

Thank you Shaun, for the pictures and flowers. Thank you Lily, for the ray of sunlight. Thank you Bry, for psychopathic measure. Thank you D, for the feeling of good pleasure. Thank you Tay, for tea and bears. Thank you Meg, for Sherlock and apples. Thank you Zee, for robots and twins. Thank you Carrie, for fangirling and friendship. Thank you Liam, for support and superheroes. Thank you Paul, for understanding and ingenious. Thank you Ceryen, for fake names and shared tears. Thank you Chiara, for Italian cheese and fanfics. Thank you Rod, for fish and evil. Thank you Lia, for kitties and souls. Thank you Stephen, for gravestones and vegetables. Thank you Christine, for mercurial and poetical love. Thank you Caitlin, for product design and Poundland. Thank you Jordan, for weddings and Brenda. Thank you Conaill, for DT and Courbet. Thank you Brendan, for axes and aunts. Thank you Tom, for form time and Brittany. Thank you George, for philosophies and pigeons. Thank you Morgan, for video games and hearing. Thank you Alice, for Pokemon and tumblr. Thank you Aliyah, for hearing aids and help. Thank you all, for reading and listening. Thank you, me, for absolutely nothing.

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It is 7:19 in the morning and I want nothing more than to wrap my arms around your waist and pull your body to mine and kiss your shoulder blade and the back of your neck and your cheek and your hair and it isn't enough to murmur your name every waking moment of my life because I could be holding you instead but there are miles and hours and years between us and I know it's worth the wait but, man, what I wouldn't give to feel you right now.

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Dec 21, 2014

Dec 21, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC

jordan-hummel

Perhaps the Result of Too Many Fanfics...

It is 7:19 in the morning and I want nothing more than to wrap my arms around your waist and pull your body to mine and kiss your shoulder blade and the back of your neck and your cheek and your hair and it isn't enough to murmur your name every waking moment of my life because I could be holding you instead but there are miles and hours and years between us and I know it's worth the wait but, man, what I wouldn't give to feel you right now.

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