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Walk AwayIt does not change the line, neither in intention nor sophistication.Walk Away
The label you have given me, is irrelevant.
by ~LQBYB
LimitsAs the words fade from paper, You wonder if they were written at all.Limits
I will always kiss you in public,
Just to proove that you are mine
I will not forsake a jesture, Simply because it's not the time
I will always..
But what about the words that were written prior?
I feel as though I can't draw So I see your face With words.
With mere shadows
of features, It's amazing that
everything is clear
The shapeless is morphed to life, when it's not your face i see.
But
by ~LQBYB
Grasping AirAs the dark approaches Here I am standing BeggingGrasping Air
For you to give in.
Let yourself go Feel what can happen When lust takes over
Please just give in.
Feel the shaking hands Quivering breaths When minds' race
by ~LQBYB
Try IIBecause you lost the one thing,Try II
The one thing you actually wanted, His love.
So now you have to suffer, It amazing how bad it feels, Almost liberating in undying pain, Old memories now laced with agony.
So watch as life moves on, As everyone leaves you alone, So try and struggle each new day, As you wither away in pain.
by ~LQBYB
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PromiseYou promised to control yourself You promised not to give in But promises are made to be broken So still, you made that sinPromise
You promised to be good You promised not to repeat your mistake But promises are made to be broken My trust in you is now at stake
You promised to be faithful You promised to be bring me joy But promises are made to be broken You treated me as a toy
"I promise", your favorite line You even promised to fulfill your promise But promises are made to be broken I guess that's why you promised
by ~bjworks
Jumbled LinesIf its green and white With a purple spot goingJumbled Lines
Right there I shall whip
The feet upon the moon-sun
At half past 9.
When all is light
Without a sight,
Nor a colour to call upon
The streets dark light.
Lovely mind,
Pat it dearly,
Watch it with the blind eye The one that can see
Above hill tops.
Bumbling, Thumbing, Beating in the grounds, To the depths of soil They roam about.
Tracing the steps, Making new ones, Running down the cracks, Sliming alone a created pathway.
T
by ~Dauile
But No Door.My tired feet on this tired path Reflected on every tired face I pass We’re all the same, we’re all alone We’re all just tired and want to go homeBut No Door.
Because I’m still not complete Perhaps I should finally admit defeat The world will ignore This one little flaw Sitting, wondering how to compete With a maze without a path And a key without a door
The walls in my head
Wondering how much I’ve bled Sitting, thinking on my bed Of all the things I could be doing instead
This world has no space for me I’ve
by ~patienceofpaper
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- Interests: Reading, Music, Poetry, Sport
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- Tools of the Trade: Mind, stimulus, pen, paper..
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