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Feel my rage...
Watching my tears fall,
From my pain.
It is you!
Laughing as I'm breaking into shame.
Silly me,
I tried giving my heart to you...
Now I'm stuck in this small cage!
NO! I won't love you,
You can't make me smile.
I want you to hurt too,
Pain that will last for a while.
My rage?
The pain that will hurt,
Who?
Silent,
I still speak.
Treating you like you treat me,
As Dirt!
You STUPID FREAK!
Unlock this small cage!
I should have known,
You seem to be pushing deeply,
Inside of...
My heart,
Hmm? me,
From the start.
Are you weakening my black heart?
Listen as I scream out my rage!
You lost a friend,
I lost only a sin.
Lovers?
Together we make great poison,
Passion?
Look deep into my blood shoot eyes,
I love your rage,
My rage.
Kissing me again.
This has to be the end!

© Teigan Maynard  

It’s hard to find
From time to time
The strength to read between the lines
Of all the things you say
And what you do

It’s hard to be
What you want from me
It’s hard to swing from the highest tree
But I am climbing up the branches
Just for you

You never let me go, but never let me stay
My heart’s a wreck from the games you play
I’m torn apart by the things you hide
First I lost my way and then I lost my pride…

So look at me
And perhaps you’ll see
I’ve givin everything and still it isn’t me
Who brightens up your day
Or makes you smile

So I’ll walk away
It’s what I have to do
And when I’m gone, all I ask of you
Is try to think of me… 
Once in a while

…Jeff Bresee

© Jeff Bresee  

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if ever i had two hours with you… or three,
the vacancy of this quaint café and barren
shores would be refilled with the pouring
of pink- frosted air on our  glass-window’s past;
the multitude of disheveled suns ripping
arms of surrender; raged midnights ending
into carmine mornings; swallowed  inches of stars
turning into lyrics replayed. and what splendor to
infect the whiteness or redness of seasons’
fingers wearing the pains and gains of many
a porcelain days. then,
to recall the sevens and nines of time’s scalpel
cutting our names into crumpled paper: a departure
of hearts traveling in different territories.
we inched away,
not because of lack for vows marked in deepest
sands. but… by fate’s desire to cart you in
a faraway land, while i.. i burned telephone lines
hiding beneath the long distance of regrets…
yearning for your comeback  instead
of stamped letters thousands of miles so
removed from alleys where our arms used to walk,
we side-tracked along with stooping songs 
that gently genuflected…
if and when we meet again, two or three hours
by time's grace, oh the fluttering of a thousand
thoughts would not be enough to say you were
the trunk that got away, and i was your last rose
that lost its stem.



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love lost from long distance relationship

For Frank Herrera's Contest

By: nette onclaud

© Nette Onclaud