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One SecondDear You,
Yes, I know what you're thinking:
"There's that creepy girl again,
the one that stares at me all day
and gets all nervous when I'm around."
But I have a lot to tell you,
even if you're not reading this,
so just bear with me.
You- yes, you- are ruining my life.
I used to be so content with myself,
convinced that love was pointless
and dating people is just a hassle.
I knew that looks didn't matter,
that I should look out for myself
and not care what other people think.
What have you done with that girl?
I'm wasting all my time on you,
and I know that, but I can't stop.
I worked so hard on that project,
hoping it would be per
JuliaShe’s the kind of girl people write books about.
Rides bikes too fast - - no hands, hair in flames eyes too.
Barefoot, dirt smeared, picks dandelions with her toes.
Train-track balancing act,
backyard trapezes laughter,
She paints her walls with memories.
Ceiling too. Me as well.
I find treasures in her soul.
She makes mine.
She has gypsy legs and a homeland heart I cannot steal.
A living poem I can’t rewrite –
the kind of girl summers are made of.
I'll Kill her BelarusxRussiaxreader
A/N:I actually like Belarus. I just thought the song fit. Enjoy!
So, of course, you were supposed to call me tonight you were supposed to call me tonight...
Ivan picked a sunflower from his flourishing garden and slipped the engagement ring on the stem before tying a (f/c) ribbon on it.
He smiled and practiced his 'speech' to his scarecrow "____ ____, 2 years ago on Christmas eve we met. I've loved you ever since,nobody can make me feel like you do. You're my most beautiful,brightest sunflower! I Я буду лю
dysmorphic weatherspring came late this year
snow arrived along with april
and i found myself wondering
if this was what the whole year would be like
it wouldn't surprise me
given the recent events
pathetic fallacy and all that
Missing From The WorldSometimes, I’m missing from the world,
But no one even cares.
Oh look, they’re playing a game,
I wish I could join.
My feet move like clockwork,
They’re moving towards the group.
My hand reaches out to them,
But I’m instantly shoved away.
Pray I don’t die lonely.
Tears fall from my face,
I run towards the sea.
Its arms comes closer to me,
I can’t help but to smile.
I’m standing in the puddle,
I’m ankle deep with my emotions.
Why am I ‘scary’?
I feel as if I’m dying inside,
The light went dark.
There’s someone running to me.
Come to me nowI need him closer
I need him now
Kissing me hard
Pushing me back
Pulling me in
Pinning me down
Picking me up
Just come here
Come to me now
Feel my curves
Bite my lip
Kiss my neck
Bite it if you please
Just come here
Come to me now
To feel your lips
tracing down my jaw
Your warmth over coming me
Giving me chills
Just come here
Come to me now
These Past Weeks.These past weeks have been the best
Although I know that they could end in a flash,
And I know you may just want to leave it all behind
But I'll never forget it, cause it changed my life.
Every second that our lips touched
I felt a little bit of my heart heal,
I felt it explode in my chest...
I felt as if I slipped out of my mind, and straight into yours.
I would gladly give up this gift, my power to write
Just to hold you for another long night,
And I would give up my heart for you
Just to know if I could trust you to hold it,
But now, as far as I'm concerned, you've had it from the first kiss.
AwayThe stars are all I can see.
As I lay in grass.
So scared to see sunlight.
Because when I do…….
I have to leave you.
I'll have to leave your arms.
Your strong embrace.
It sings to me like a lullaby.
It's ruining my lullaby
It seems you have a new scar every day
The sunlight is showing
Now I have to leave
Away from the camp
Back to the Allies
Away from the Axis
Away from you
Even though you're the enemy
I can't help but love you
Upon the Final NotesA dance is a dance, a twirl in the night
Begging for a reason, kindling to the flame.
Friendly words whisper to friendly ears,
Of times done and gone.
Lips smile, brushing a soft shoulder,
Begging the heart to make a mistake.
Only will remains, struggling,
Just to persevere.
My Rescued Heart.“This is just another time my pencil touches the paper
And just another time my heart pours out on this page,
Just another time I trust everyone with my deep feelings
And another time for me to forget about rage.”
This time it’s for love and not for the pain
Cause I can’t think of that, not when I’m this sane,
I feel so alive unlike when I lied, unlike when I cried,
All of the pain and regret I held onto fades away.
Now after so many nights of fighting for my heart
In more ways than just that small number one,
I finally have it in my hands, I feel love for myself
And I feel love for every moment I can spend wit
AschLuke: A Fiery FlameTitle: A Fiery Flame
Author: D.R. Ward
A Fiery Flame
I should hate you.
I should wish for your death,
I should wish for your demise.
I should wish for you to perish,
Because you have been living as a disguise.
But I don't.
I should want to punch you,
And beat you,
Until I had my everlasting fill.
But I cannot.
Luke, you changed....
I used to be able to hate you, I did, Luke....
I fall into your arms,
Wishing for this to end,
But wishing it would never in the same.
And yet, I wonder....
How did you do this to me?
A mere Replica!
I should be able to crush you!
My LoveOver the course of a few years
I set myself a mission that came with its fears
It came with its dark times
Times when there weren't many rhymes
Through many conflicts and decisions
I set myself to a new destination
One that was nice and very peaceful
A sanctuary that was to be very hopeful
I realized it as soon as I saw you
You had reminded me of everything that was true
I did not know you would make a big hit
On my feelings and emotions and she didn't even try
I knew it was her when I saw her eyes
Sparkling and beautiful like I hit the grand prize
I knew it was her when I heard her voice
A soothing melody and I knew she was a good choice
HeartbreakSo this’ll be,
The general heartbreak story,
the heart isn’t ever broken gently,
This’ll be the worst shattering of your heart,
breaking into a million pieces,
and tossed over their shoulder.
Landing on the ground,
never to look back,
shamelessly, carelessly, mercilessly.
The loss of ones heart,
the vital organ one simply
The pieces to your broken heart,
the tear stained pieces,
the dirty pieces,
the sun worn and water faded pieces.
Never to be glued back together,
never to be strung back together,
never to be taped back together.
There will always be cracks in your broken heart
Why do I love you so much?Why is it?
Why is it you always love the one you can never be with?
This world’s so cold.
Everyday, I see you at school.
I came up to your face really close once.
I wanted to kiss you.
It took everything I had not to.
I’ve loved people before.
But no one like you.
I love you with all my heart and more.
It hurts to say it’s true.
Because you’ll never be with me.
Even though I want you.
I think about you every second of my day.
I want to be with you,
When you are away.
My best friend loves you too.
What am I to do?
Everyone says I look like you.
I guess maybe I do.
Destroyed LoveIt started as a thought,
That formed into simplistic words,
Then expanded into lies,
That grew far too absurd.
It started as a smile,
That sparked a brilliant touch,
Then ignited into sweet love,
That too soon burned to sinful lust.
It started as a whim,
That spread it's wings into a dream,
Then flew into too much hope,
That spun out of control at my heart's seams.
It started as perfection,
That had its moments of pain,
Then came crashing down to pieces,
For which i was handed the blame.
It ended as soon as it started,
Because you didn't even try,
It was love meant to heal,
And because of you it destroyed lives.
Love Is A RainbowLove is yellow,
It's calm and glowing,
The colour of happiness,
Beautiful and overflowing.
Love is purple,
It's dark yet still light,
The colour of the sky,
After a stunning twilight.
Love is red,
It's bright yet warning,
The colour of blood,
Yet somehow, it's warming.
Love is green,
It's natural and pure,
The colour of life,
But it's somehow unsure.
Love is pink,
It's smile almost contagious,
The colour of flesh,
But beneath, the truth rages.
Love is orange,
It's smooth and inviting,
The colour of embers,
That are too close to dying.
Love is blue,
It's tears and pain,
The colour of hope,
Washed away by rain.
Wholly MineBorderline empty,
Of thoughts and of hopes,
That deep down you'll grow bored.
And never truly sure,
You're borderline mine,
Though i've always been wholly yours.
And borderline blind,
Worried that love,
Will remain undefined.
Hidden by girls in the way,
And borders that won't be crossed,
At least not today.
So i'll borderline hope,
But not hope too high,
And i'll borderline dream,
That you'll cross the border,
And be wholly mine.
Possibilities...Can you smile,
Without worrying about the end?
The end of happiness,
That always comes.
Can you love,
Without being destroyed?
Or is love's pain always deadly,
And impossible to outrun.
Can you cry,
Without feeling out of control?
The escape death assures.
Can you try,
Without needing a reason?
Or is the effort not worth it,
Because you're unsure.
Can you promise,
Without promising to break it?
Promise that someday,
Something will go well.
And if not,
Can you join me,
While i'm dragged,
Through my own personal hell?
No WorriesNo worries,
The words roll off your tongue,
A phrase you've said before,
Yet a meaning too hard to keep.
It's an impossible task,
With the pain,
Cause soon you'll be mine,
But soon never seems near.
I'll let go through tears - or try,
But deep down,
Be there,No worries,
Your strangling hold on me,
Surely won't go anywhere.
Look AroundLook at those girls
Walking by you
Smiling at you
Trying to get close to you.
Look at them in their shorts
With their cleavage
And remember me
Waiting for you
Thinking about you
Replaying that day
Imagining your arms
Look at those girls
And tell me if you see
A person willing to take a bullet
As willing as me...
Look at me now
And ignore all the fights
Because between the words
I've thrown around
"I love you" are the only three
I've ever meant...
HelicaseHelio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked.
"You ever wonder?" Helio asked.
"About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general direction of the closest pore. "Out in the cytoplasm."
"I haven't," I admitted. "What's there to wonder about?"
"That's exactly the thing. I have no idea." Helio sighed, gazing into the distance. "Somehow it feels like we play this huge, huge role in something important, but how can we when we don't even know what that something is? I want to be something that, that has
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