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Two Lovers far from perfect
But perfect all the same
A winter night with the wind chilling the house Your hand on mine, your warmth enough for the two of us. My tea simmering in my other hand, taking a sip warms my body but does not touch my heart like your lips do. Your kisses makes me sigh into the couch, the warmth making my heart flutter, your hands caressing me, send shivers down my spine. Your gaze locking onto mine as my breathing becomes Whispers in your ear. Tonight we are one
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We are here to help you with you troubles, and we do it in the form of poetry. You can submit your own poetry or just issues in general and we will listen and post a poem just for you. We are here for all of you and to help you grow.Â

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Oh little poem in my head
why are you so hard to write
my fingers stop my mind is blank
i never seem to get it right
the pictures form and words appear
rythms come with glee
all in my mind to combine
upon the page uncomplainingly
but in my mind is where they stay
for when theyre brought before the page
they've seem to have gone away
Art is so often criticized from a perfectionist point of view, the issue with that however is that art was never made to be perfect. It was made to express, to calm, to soothe and to be there when we need it most. Art isn't supposed to be perfect and neither are you.
I dreamt a dream
of so long ago
Where instead of nothing
there was something
it was home
it was mine
and i had a place to go
now i am nothing
with nowhere to be
I wish for the universe
but I am forever at sea
Understanding feels my void
My voice speaks for its own
Finally knowing
Which words to turn
Placing meaning
Behind feeling
For once I didn't stutter
For once I was able
For once I could
For once
I
Did
Your efforts are noticed
Your clouds remain calm
Silver linings are nothing
When the storm rages on
Your truths will be found
When you are waiting
Be still be steady
There's always a calm.
After the storm
Your Greys will turn warm
If you're asking me I will say that
Clouds are better than stars anyway
They are puffy they are fun
You can see shapes and hide from the sun
Your clouds may be stormy but thats all part of the fun
Standing in the rain
Watching the sky turn purple and pink
They release chaos while still being so calm
Keep you clouds close and you will be warm

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You and I
We are like twins in a mirror
Only slightly different
Almost a clone
A hair of a difference
I am you
I do what you do
I have what you have
I don't want to do
What you have done
She tells me to protect myself
Don't become all-encompassed
Don't let him manipulate
Live your life
How can I protect myself
When I am him
And we are one in the same
Terror and uncertainty
Scream through me
Asking me
Pleading for an answer
Asking, what will I become?
He told me to be careful
Be cautious
Keep your prayers close
Don't drop them
He said
"He hates me
He hates you
And everything close to me"
Be weary
Be observant
He will make you
His servant
Say your prayers
Read your scriptures
Be a good little angel
He says all these things to me
But his mind is delusional
He has all of my love
And all of my trust
He has all of these things
But at what Just
They say
don't cry, blue skys
this will pass, it'll be alright
chin up
I say
my chin may be up but my eyes are down
and my heart yearns for understanding.
My head hurts with all the confusion
with all the swirling images and feelings
Everything I cant explain
everything is a mess
Im a mess.
I'm confused
all I wanna do is
cry
But they say don't cry
because the skys are blue
My favorite color is blue
Its beautiful and full of wonder
Im full of wonder too
wondering whats going on
Wondering where I am
Wondering what I want
All I do is wonder
Because I'm
Blue
Haven't felt like this in forever
So happy and free
Driving along my favorite roads
Sitting all alone on a tree
Listening to music And singing along
Not a worry to be seen
"I dont know if I love you"
My heart broke as I heard the words fall from your mouth
My world has just collapsed
You don't have to love me but I will never stop loving you

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Jesus please help me, I feel so lost and alone and I dont know what to do anymore ill I do is cry and I feel bad all the time and I just want it to stop.
Would it be so bad...to die?