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Swirling thoughts Never stopping Making me dizzy Till I don't know Up from down Right from wrong True from false Trapped between What I know and what I feel Between What I have and what I need Between You and me How dare I hope For this It can't be real Such utter bliss was Never meant for me Never meant for mortal arms But mundane pleasures never satisfy Is this what you want? What you desire? What you need? If we choose this If we join hands If we walk this path The journey will not be Easy Or Simple Or Straightforward It will be Complicated Awkward Difficult But it will be all the Warmer for being A

I'm done watching I'm done waiting and seeing People who are important to me are being hurt and I WILL NOT LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN when I make you my friend it means something to me to some, friendship means little to some it means having a person to show off for someone to make you feel special someone to be your audience someone convenient someone you can use as a shield to protect yourself to me it means something a bit different to me it means that I think that you are special that I want to see you shine that I want you to fly and that I will help the best I can and that I will be there whenever I am needed

I am but an awkward stunted sapling It is all I have ever been and all I ever will be branches sticking out in inconvenient and alarming directions short, never growing to my full height my potential squandered not much to look at but then most don't notice me I am but an awkward stunted sapling It is all I have ever been and all I ever will be

She stares at herself in the mirror. Her reflection stares back. It does not hold the answers she seeks. Her reflection refuses to offer her any reassurances. Her thoughts swirl in her head. Overcome by a sudden wave of dizziness, she clutches at the edge of  the dresser. She straightens back up and returns to her contemplation of her reflection. Feelings wash over her: loneliness, desolation, despair. Her pale face is set in a frown. Mascara streaks run down her cheeks. Smeared lipstick, creased eyeshadow: day old makeup is never a pretty sight. Overwhelmed by a sudden sense of ridiculousness, she vows to stop cowering. The future will come

you are the world to me even if you won't acknowledge it even if you won't let me touch you I still love you nothing will change that much to your eternal dismay all you had to be is yourself and that was enough to earn my eternal devotion all of me is open to you from you I could never hide anything not that I would ever want to none of this do you understand it is beyond your ken, it seems but I don't mind the more I learn about you the more interesting you become I've never met anyone remotely like you If we had met at a different point in time, would this tale have ended any different? moot point I Love You thre

pale soft skin cold in the evening air tears tumble down her cheeks the dispassionate wind dances around her kicking leaves and dirt at her making her worn skirt his dance partner her hand brushes over her black t-shirt without feeling the thin fabric behind her is a trail of foot prints left by her bare feet for the moment, she has stopped moving her blank gaze sees nothing where once there was hope now there is only despair all ferocity drained from her once bright features once you have lost everything, what do you have left a trick question it would seem but are appearances ever what they appear if you are still

It was five years ago that it happened. The event that changed the United States forever. The president was in his car on the way to a campaign event taking place in the mid west. Little is known about what happened that night. The charismatic man would have been chatting with his driver, his famous    grin plastered on his face. A bomb utilizing heretofore unknown technology detonated in the presidents car. The fallout from the bomb created a deep crescent shaped trench across the entire United States. Further exploration of the trench has revealed a formation whose appearance can only be described as a set of teeth. It did not take long for

Brutally without even noticing without even caring you cut me deep, to the core beyond all repair beyond all hope I lay here bleeding limbs sprawled so close to death completely alone your name is etched in all my wounds buried beneath the skin your name slips out from between my lips no matter how hard I try to bury it stuck here without you abandoned by you to forget you would be a task so impossible as to be pointless to start all is pain all is hurt all is lost there is no one but you

words they make up everything what i say what i think what i write so then definitions should be easy to come by and yet and yet it is not so i have found myself at a turning point and the things that seem most important are the hardest to define love life magic spirit friendship happiness sadness i could write that list forever how would you define love? perhaps a survey is in order you over there at the table drinking your latte define love and you eating pizza and drinking a beer define love how can your answers differ how can this be how do i know what i feel when i can not label it wh