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              Sincerly,                     The Beast I've started at the end; that's where we began. This is all backwards. It's what we are. It's not fair to me, that you are stronger when we both share the same pride. If opposites attract, we wouldn't know. Differences are many, similarities abundant. We're both made of ice, but together...somehow...we melt. As our forces oppose each other-youawayfromme-meawayfromyou-this time we don't go. There's a reaction and we both end up alone. Did you want that? I didn't. I'm sorry for the damage I've done. I don't want to admit my faults but I guess I just did. Perhaps we can never be. Dear Bea

An apple can't fall too close to the tree. Love is a hurricane. A spoonful of sugar makes your symptoms worse. Laughter could be a cure. Actions really do scream louder than words. You don't get all of what you see, and if you can't feel it, perhaps it does exist. Building up walls keep people from climbing over. Just because you need them doesn't give you an open door. No one will chase after you even if you run away. Equal and opposite is never the reaction. Forgivness is easily forgotten.

Does a person need a reason? She gropes for a foothold (someone to hold her) and echoes of her troubles shake her insides. Superhuman hero hath no fear. Carry her shattered remains to the catacombs (safety buried deep) Naked soul, she's up for grabs. Tell me what makes you tick-take-talk. "Listen to the birds. Soon it will flood your emptiness. Your impurities can't win me over" She's losing it, losing this, "Edgar Allen Poe killed me in a wine cellar last spring." She hates you, they hate her. Indifferences and identity can't define character; just a drivers license. Hasty judgement augments her gash. Bleed bleed ble

take bits and pieces of my words. mold them to your desire; this is what they mean to me. - they tell me that i love you in a way only i understand. do i really? i love the word "scattered" for it speaks of my mind scattered and clattered by his musical time. - wordswordswords ricochetet off the walls. he's far less (yet very close) than (to) everything. tell me again why you despise. - i love you, once. i love you, twice. the moon and the stars are no surprise. - yet somehow... i've fallen right here.

Don't touch me.      I'll cry... You're the best and the worst. I can't finish my thoughts; you abduct them. Weave your fingers through mine, maybe I will like this. Let go...      please just let me go...           let me go! Don't touch me.      I'll scream... I swear it, I will. You gave me a taste of what I fear and used to dream. Congratulations, lets hear some applause. You make me sick. Let go...      please just let me go...        &#

Lost in the depth of his resplendent eyes, blue and bold in the pale moonlight. A fine smile kidnaps her breath; he spend his day with someone else. Honey coated melody of his voice...radiate through her secret heart. He does not grasp her actuality nor abounding love for his distant soul.

You fear reprimand, love feels so far away. That blade leads you astray.     Oh Joy... Your life is not unplanned. Don't refrain from tears. Have faith; you're not alone. Scars and lies...heart turning to stone.     Oh Joy... Do not give into fear. You said it's art... the result of a mistake, and happiness is fake.     Oh Joy... This breaks my heart.

Crippled hearts. Complications led to empathy; admiration declared from the beginning. Insecurity held me back- consisting words of refrainment. Potent pursuit to make me fall. Factual I will be. Opposite occurence of my life... despite, my affections climb. Uncertainty screams in my conscience. Flattery was birthed in deception. Affirmation is a promised death, abrupt came betrayel of trust. Adaptation of a dreaded loss; just my luck. Silver tongue, slippery words, tumble downhill. Faith like shattered glass, ambitious approach, puppy lost in the rain, begger with only a coin. Life like a reciprical. Well pondered apolo

You've finally reached me. I finally trust you. I hope I don't overstep, when I speak. The depth of my feelings may come as a shock You're my best friend but there's something more. Moments spent with you, I'll treasure forever. Are you listening? Without you, where would I be? My intentions are honorable, we have our boundaries. I don't mean to confuse yet I'm not sure if this is right... Perhaps my feelings are different from fact Can emotions control truth? Fact; You're always on my mind Fact; Patience is a virtue-a fruit Fact; Love is complex Feelings... Far too many for words Lightening strikes so fast Is that