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jane taylor May 2016
all that was not real

etched its way away

deserted

while those whose thirst needs quenched

see crystal pools of blue

my eyes search the horizon

for the desert

a mirage that’s real

©2016janetaylor
The difference between actions and habits, is often measured by the person you're asking.  
One bump, one line, one half ounce... All shared by people you don't even give a **** about.

These chemicals make me sick --
Limitless...Why quit?
When it's only ten bucks for a hit like this?
Even Jesus Christ would have gotten addicted, if drugs in his day were half this good.

"Yeah, I'm smashed -- but I promise I can drive fine."
Walk and push the limits of a real fine line...
If I don't **** myself, or someone else... I'm happy.
Stare death in his eyes, wink, and start laughing.

Gasping as I swerve lanes --
Stay safe, get paid. Mundane daily.
Living a-live.. Eat. Sleep. Dream. Get laid.  
Chase feelings.

           Please, just feel me now.
                                    You know me, right?

           Please, just feel me now.
                                    You love me, right?

I want to melt with you -- let our souls collide...
Dissolve the boundaries between students and teachers.
To bridge the gap in the great divide
No secrets between us -- bleed into the speakers.

Feel the air in your chest, and ask *** for a reason...
To stay or leave Him.
He makes excuses...

                                                     ­                        ... Believe Him.
Jeff Gaines Apr 12
I once knew a girl
and she lived in your eyes …
She could see green, greener grass and blue, bluer skies.

I once knew girl
and my soul adored her so …
But tell me now where, just where did she go?

I once knew a girl
and her voice, so proud …
All at once like thunder and soft, softest cloud.

I once knew a girl
and her light, it shined like the sun …
She reveled in challenge and she took every one.

I once knew a girl
and my belief in her was beyond …
But tell me now where, well where has she gone?

I once knew a girl
and her brio, it was just so extreme …
Her dances were made of joyous joy and her smiles ...
of pure, purist dreams.

I once knew a girl
and her laughter, it could easily stop a war …
Her conversations so engaging and her appreciation galore.

I once knew a girl
and her heart so brave, it was always showing through …
But somehow, I can't see it now and that's why I'm asking you.

You see, I miss that girl
that once lived in your eyes.
So please, I just need to know …
That girl  …
was so very precious to me …
Tell me now …
Where, where did she go?
It is so sad to see someone change and then have to ponder whether this was them becoming someone else ... or if they were somehow fooling you all along and that now, you are seeing the real them for the first time.

ca·price
kəˈprēs
noun
noun: caprice; plural noun: caprices
1.
a sudden and unaccountable change of mood or behavior.
"her caprices had made his life impossible"
synonyms: whim, whimsy, vagary, fancy, fad, quirk, eccentricity, foible More
2.
MUSIC
another term for capriccio.
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ca·pric·ci·o
kəˈprēCHēˌō
noun
noun: capriccio; plural noun: capriccios
a lively piece of music, typically one that is short and free in form.
a painting or other work of art representing a fantasy or a mixture of real and imaginary features.
Guadalupe Meza May 2017
There are times where I feel lost,
And even through lenses life's still a blur.
In this life even feelings come at a cost,
Even though there are people who would beg to differ.

Life always pushes us down to the ground
So we can feel the pain,
But it's our job to rebound
And reap our gain.

I say to **** with what they think,
They cannot define me.
I won't be pushed to the brink
Waiting to fall into the deep.

I just want to believe in who I can be
Without leaving the real me.
It's really hard to be the person you should be so I hope this will shine a little light on the dark path.
Mike Groves Aug 4
In order to expose my heart and truly write,
I must release my status or my pride,
this is not about me,
it was never meant to be a way to gain recognition,
another way for me to perform on a stage, some sort of exhibition.
Yet I find myself hesitating to write my thoughts,
trying to impress people I don't even know,
It was only meant to be an outlet a therapy for me, never some sort of show,
but like everything I have ever done somehow Id rather waste my time trying to impress. My guilty conscience driving me to be truly under duress. Forced to hold back the leanings of my heart I merely release a fluffy worthless shallow piece. I will not be stifled, held down by my need to please, my ribs will not rupture under this pressure as I try to breathe. I must write with heart and soul or not at all.
So this is my open message to you pride, no matter how many times I fool myself into putting on your mask, I promise, your control over me will not last.
I will take you off just as quickly as I put you on because I want someone who reads these to truly see me. To see me with all of my scars misfortunes and faith, I will put my heart out, I will never aspire to be fake.
Nathan Cross Mar 2015
If happiness is from Heaven, and sadness from ****,
I’m in-between worlds.
I’ve learned more from ****,
then Heaven could ever tell.
Sadness etched on lips, and fingertips.
Creating it, that false sense,
of whatever Love is.
You’re always a victim, but never the culprit.
Funny to me, of "we,"
you found us first and kept it, Dear.
The voorpret we felt, as each drew near,
has now turned into fear.
Perhaps a love between you and I,
should have remained as mamihlapinatapai.
That, after all,
would have been, a happy end.

**-N.C.
Voorpret (n.) (as it is spelled) - pre-fun, the sense of enjoyment felt before a party or event takes place.
Language: Dutch.
Mamihlapinatapai (n.) (Mam-ee-la-pin-nata-pie) - the wordless look between two people who both desire something, yet are equally reluctant to initiate.
Language: Yaghan.
Ashari Ty Jul 20

It was a great relief to realize
That your anxieties are just cute lies
But only if I had strength to tell you
That the things you said are the things I do

Every time I remember you.
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