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Goodbyes"Goodbyes are not forever, Goodbyes are not for us.
Goodbyes aren’t tragedy. Goodbyes are not robust.
This may be good, This may not be for real.
But a Goodbye upon the pages, makes time want to stand still.
I cannot lose, I cannot waste.
I just want you to be well thought through.
Please don’t give up, nor will I.
For each timbering day is more like I’m dying.
Goodbyes are not forever, Goodbyes are not for us.
I love you.
And all of this is robust.”
UntitledI don't wanna sit back and wait
I don't wanna sit back -----
I can't deal with the pain
the ---- pain ----
You've been tearing away
Away from me
You're agonizing pain
That leaves me -----
You're leaving me in pain
Do you understand
Your love is crucial
All I want is
My love ---- My love
You're the answer
You're the answer
She Was Forgotten, And Yet She Tried Even Harder"And then she said, 'I cannot believe how easy it is for you to move on knowing how much we have and you just want to give up and no longer fight for us.' She knew she needed to try harder, but being ignored and being thrown away like she was nothing wasn't making it any easier. She waited painfully for the slightest chance that he'd call. But she'd felt like he'd truly given up. She knew she couldn't give up that easily because he meant that much to her; but, what could one little soul do? When all she tried, she was still given the cold shoulder."
LosingIt pierces my heart
When I think of You
It pierces my head
When I try to forget
Could be the end of me
Could be the end of eternity
I can't think
I can't sleep
And I can't eat
Away the pain
Each waking moment
I stare in blank clarity
Losing this game
Could be the end
Of a beautiful memory
Mommy's Little BabyYou're mommy's little baby
No matter how far
No matter Much
You may grow
You'll always be my baby
You may think
That Days are
But as you may
You'll learn the
For some reason
That at the end
You'll always be
No matter how
You may grow
To You:To You:
you're my world. Did you know that when I hear you name, my heart skips a beat. Then once my heart catches up to the sweet and tender words that slip out of your mouth...I begin to turn breathless. I can't speak. I can't talk. I can't even stand not even three feet away from you. Your body is like a poisonous gas, I breath it in and I can't deny it. When you touch me, my body gets so weak that I feel like I could just collapse any minute. Your love, you've given it to me. I hold you heart and I don't ever want to need to give it back. No matter how hurtful things may seem, I'm willing to work completely through it all with you, everyday.
I'm beginning to feel like we once did before. I never thought I'd ever feel like this once again. But these past three days, they've been so breathtaking. You're my one and only. You're the air I breath, and just being a couple days a way from you, I felt like I was dying. I never want to feel that emptiness again and I never want you to
BrokenheartedHow could I be so blind?
I've lost the love of my life
I miss you
What have I done?
Why did I have to be so depressed?
Why did I have to end us?
Now I've lost you
There is no hope for me
I want you and only you
I just want you to hold me
Hold me in your arms
Come kiss me goodnight
Come kiss me before you leave
For the night
Please all I want
Is your lips touching mine
I want you back
I made a mistake
I shouldn't have done
What I did
I shouldn't have ended it
Just because I was depressed
And thinking I'd already lost you
I ended us
What have I done?
I Want You
I Need You
I Love You
You've Lost MeI thought You Loved Me
I thought You
Would tell me anything I thought You
loved me and you couldn't bare to Lose me
Where did our love go?
It faded the day you left me
It faded the day you
thought you wanted someone else
You lost me from the moment
touched someone else's body
You've lost it
Our love faded the day
you caressed someone else's
skin other than mine
I've lost You
I've lost our love
Because you wanted someone else
The moment you lost me
Was the moment you'd blame
it all on me
How to be Populardon’t talk
go to parties
listen to friends
go with the flow
drink some more
don’t let them see the tears
as you cry yourself to sleep
for the most important thing
is to be popular
i'm not going to lie and say she was perfect.her skin was spotted with what she passed off as freckles,
but what were really scars from a thousand summer suns
as she ran about outside,
climbing trees and treading rivers,
pretending to be an american bomber
in the midst of WWII.
she kept crimson stains on pearl pink lips,
which always had the habit of getting on her teeth
because she put on make-up after dressing in her car
and ordering coffee in every way she hated it
as she drove to the record store three times a day,
ignoring her job downtown.
she owned four and a half hairbrushes exactly,
i took count on the first night i stepped into that whirl-wind room,
though her lopsided up-dos of messy blonde hair revealed just how much her fingers
never broke the dust.
she had these lovely fragile hands
that showed each and every vein and bone,
the type of hands made for tearing boys like me apart.
how could i have even expected to survive,
a paper poet
held against a reckless flame?
Panic attackIt hits me like a wave,
These thoughts of fear and regret.
They swarm all around me,
Trapping me inside my own head.
Pretty soon, I am suffocating,
Please someone save me!
My heart beat races,
As does the thoughts that pick up the pace.
Of sending me memories I've kept and buried so long inside.
They've come back to haunt me tonight.
And as soon as it came,
It was gone,
Leaving me here.
And what was left of me,
The sound of silenceThe sound of silence,
Is so deafening,
That it makes my ears ring,
With the cacophony of my own insanity.
Being afraid to speakThe unpleasantries of past events
Were driven by the voices of contempt
Leaving me breathless
To that effect, I was left senseless
And when I laid under the covers
As I tried to warm myself from the cold stares
I shiver, as my skin turned white
By the solace of silence
But, as I overcame their sadness
I learned to embrace the cold
Until I was able to give warmth to others
DNAyou are content
because every day
you have the opportunity to
hug both sets of your DNA.
however, i am not content.
half of me is missing
and the other half
is hardly ever here.
Ideationlocked in a room
with only one escape,
or so it seems.
your hands shake and you drop the key.
Suddenly you're unsure.
Do I want to pick it up?
Do I want to find it?
Do I want to leave?
you think to yourself
there's no other choice.
find the key or corrode, or rust
wear down the hinge
use sadness as the key.
You have the answer now.
Just open the door.
Just walk outside and don't look back.
Let yourself leave with no regrets.
And yet you can't.
You're afraid, you think,
but you are actually strong.
Don't run away.
Don't take that leap.
Mommy Is A Super HeroMommy Is A Super Hero
Standing before his class, he held his tiny report,
“Who is your super hero?” Was written in yellow chalk on the green board.
Exhaling his breath, the curly haired boy closed his little eyes,
“Don't be ashamed of yourself” His mother's words rung in his ears, “And don't ever cry.”
He began to read aloud, with a shaky voice.
to his class, he told his mother's story.
At age fifteen, she was a beauty queen,
the most beautiful girl in all of the world.
She flaunted her silky hair, bore her bare legs,
prided her breast. The boys treated her like she was a treasure chest.
They respected her rules, they “looked, but didn't touch”,
but there was one older man, who from her, wanted too much.
All alone he met her, he approached her in the alley,
and all his mother told him, was that this man had treated her badly.
But what the boy didn't know was that she was taken against her will,
and that two months later, she turned up ext
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