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Make Me ForgetYou almost made me forget, love.
You almost made me forget the hurt; the pain; the sorrow.
You almost made me forget about the emptiness:
You almost made me forget his name.

You almost gave me hope;
You almost made me think that I might be whole again;
Someday.
You almost gave me hope that I can be fixed,
You almost made me think that maybe,
I could fall in love again.
You gave me hope that maybe; I really wasn't this
B-R/O-K/E-N

You almost made my heart beat faster,
You almost made me

f o r e v e r.It is hard to breathe,
He promised her forever,
S[he's] completely,
br[ok]en.

l-o-v-eI love you.
Te Amo.
Ich liebe dich.
Is breá liom tú.
Io ti amo.
Aš tave myliu.
Je t'aime.
Seni seviyorum.
Milujem ťa.
Kocham cię.

I Was Happy..I was happy...

Why did you destroy it?

Why did you destroy me?

Be Oki just want to be o.k.
is that too much to ask?
i just want to feel someday
without a broken heart.

TimingShe lost herself in the sweet air after the rain, savouring the scent of damp earth and damp hair and shampoo lingering faintly on his pillow case.

he had gone, like the train he missed,
hurried kiss-
es for the girl who lay still on his sheets.

She sank into herself, with heavy lungs she pulled the weight of the world and tucked it beneath her bones. She ran the streets, cracking pavement under the weight of her weightless feet.

he meant to love in threes and
cry for twos,

but broken fingers make for quiet dreams,

rusted strings and restless sleep.

BeautifulI don't feel beautiful,
And even though I know I am,
I don't feel loved.
I no longer believe in wishes;
I no longer believe in dreams,
For those things are things
That little girls believe in
And I am no longer little.
I know I need a change
In Life,
But I don't know how
To change it.
I don't know how to be happy
On my own.
I don't know how to get back
To the girl I used to be.

b e a u t yful.You're b|r|o|k|e|n, but much more beautiful.

n e e d.I don't need, but want you.

h a p p y.True happiness? when I'm with you♥

p r o v e."Don't tell me you love me."

"Prove it."

wrong bedsyou fall to the ground, sand between your fingers,
grass tickling the tips of your toes

and you scream

noise is all there is -
emotion drained from your system through way of your lungs

-

and then, there is nothing left
muscles relax, head sinking into the ground,
falling slightly to the left

broken twigs litter the ground beside you
still clinging onto their leaves -
bright green in the cloud-dulled moonlight

you realise you love them more than anything else in this world
because you know that sometimes,
the broken things need the most love

-

you burn the book you write in
smoke fills your nostils, stings your eyes
a

dear bully. dear bully,

it's just me; you know, that girl you bullied. remember? yeah, i bet you do.
i just wanted to tell you a few little things. about you, about me, and what you did.

you know, it's funny. i learned from everything you did to me. i really did.
for example, i learned that i was strong. i was the strong one out of us two. you were weak; you bullied me to feel power, which was something you didn't have. you called me names, hit me, tripped me up, and hurt me just to feel some power and self respect. but that self respect, it wasn't earned. you deserve nothing.

i also learned that it wasn't my fault, and that being who i am is the b

from the heartshe wears
eyeliner
like
war paint

MaskShe wears long, baggy clothes
Because she says they're comfortable.

But roll up her sleeves
And you'll see nothing
But cuts and bruises.

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by ~Leaving-My-Mark, Mar 16, 2011, 4:18:46 PM
Literature / Poetry / Sociopolitical / Haiku & Eastern

When your days are dark
We will each light a candle,
Bringing back the light.

For Japanby ~Leaving-My-Mark

Literature / Poetry / Sociopolitical / Haiku & Eastern

Inspired by this: [link] to write this haiku for Japan.

~toBea-or-not-toBea Mar 17, 2011

So hopeful and beautiful. Great poem

~Leaving-My-Mark Mar 17, 2011 Student Writer

Thanks very much!

~toBea-or-not-toBea Mar 17, 2011

No problem

~firewatergirl Mar 16, 2011 Student Traditional Artist

I realy hope Japan gets better. I really want to help, send money or something, but I'm broke

Beautifiul Haiku, btw *favs*

~Leaving-My-Mark Mar 16, 2011 Student Writer

I hope so, too. And I wish I had money to send, but I'm in the same situation. All I can do is send my support. Thanks very much!

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