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  Oct 2019 Emma
Me
No more lies
or games
no shame taken
on

I am
what I am
and will
with no fibre of me
adjust
just to make you feel
better.
  Oct 2019 Emma
Triste
She met an artist
His fingers were made of gold
They moved like brush strokes
She was an empty canvas
His portrait of rainbow tears
  Sep 2019 Emma
Faizel Farzee
The morning creeping up on a tired night
 This notion dawns on me.

The last conversation we had
It's memory still tears me to tears
Tearing at my soul
My happiness now raging
It's feelings is spitting mad.

Devoid of emotions
Your eyes hollow like the dead of night
Your words frosty and so cold
My heart frozen has given up it's fight.

We were in lust
Our souls constantly craving intamacy
Emotions dacayed and turned to rust
Smiling momories tainted
Deceased
It has turned to dust.
When all you have tainted memories,
Your heart feeling lost
You cloaked in this treachery
All you can do is drive forward
And hope you don't crash
In this nightmarish reverie.
  Sep 2019 Emma
shil
You were a
passing cloud.
I was the Sun.
You left.
I stayed.
But you colored my skies.
Love breaks, then makes.
  Sep 2019 Emma
M e l l o
there are nights
like this
when i kept on
staring the cracks
at the ceiling
and wonder how
on earth
we keep
justifying
all the bullets
fired at us
just because
we love the
one
pulling
the trigger
I dont know why. I guess I'm not that bulletproofed. Potd. Sept. 23
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