blondie777 - 25, Female, Sierra Leone
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purple rain
purple sits on a throne of loneliness
fragmented by angry red
then diluted by moody blue
An eroticism lent only by passion and royalty of these two

and purple frames the pictures of the past
that once created love so red
and once painted skies so blue
a discoloration baby, purple bruises me and you

leave off the purple rain, leave off the purple rain
our purple made us go insane
as blue as the darkened sea and red as bloodied veins
leave out the purple rain, leave out the purple rain
our purple made us go insane
 

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hate
I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
I hate how I cry.
I hate how you make me smile.
I hate how I miss you.
I hate how I feel.
I hate how it hurts.
I hate that it’s my fault.
I hate that it’s yours.
I hate that I can’t be around you.
I hate how I’ve lost you.
I hate how I’ve found out who you really are.
I hate that I can’t tell you any of this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can’t hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you
 

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..ta. da
hmm what does jessica do when she's bored

rip jeans.
 

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hhh
AHHH I FUCKING HATE ITUNES!
 

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you don't call
I check again
I become uneasy--

is this a frame?
Suddenly I'm not so sure
I check my sources
each conversation becomes crumb
how easily I'm led
how stupid I've been
to believe
you could be
loving me
you who can not be seduced
by anything other than
the temperance
of need
each one facilitating the next
and suddenly I see my place
the phone rings
you say hello
but I don't believe you
 

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burn
Lost is a puzzle of stars
that breathes like water
and chews like stone.
Alone is a reminder
of how far your acceptance is
from your understanding.
Fear is a bird that believes itself
into extinction.
Desperation: the honest recognition
of a false truth.
Hope: seeing who you really are
at your highest
is who you will become.
Grace: the refinement of a soul through time.
 

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i miss you
my teeth ache
my bones are confused
they'd grown so close
my flesh cries like children
i speak to them in hush
it's not fair they say
bring him back!
beg him stay!
it's not up to me. i try to explain
but mind can't make heart understand

it does not whimper

its one lashed eye keeps blinking
it insists simply with quiet disbelief

LOVE IS NOT WITHOUT YOU
 

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if you go away
If you go away on this summer day
Then you might as well take the sun away
All the birds that flew in the summer sky
When our love was new and our hearts were high
When the day was young and the night was long
And the moon stood still for the night-bird's song
If you go away - if you go away - if you go away

But if you stay I'll make you a day
Like no day has been or will be again
We will sail the sun we will ride on the rain
We will talk to the trees and worship the wind
Then if you go I'll understand leave me just
Enough love to fill up my mind
If you go away - if you go away - if you go away

If you go away as I know you will
You must tell the world to stop turning till
You return again if you ever do
For what good is love without loving you
Can I tell you now as you turn to go
I'll be dying slowly till the next hello
If you go away - if you go away - if you go away

But if you stay I'll make you a night
Like no night has been or will be again
I'll sail on your smile I'll ride on your touch
I'll talk to your eyes that I love so much
But if you go go I won' t cry though the
Good is gone from the word goodbye
If you go away - if you go away - if you go away
 

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Stumbling, falling through a window of what is reality and fantasy. Cowering in a dark and distant corner afraid to face the world and the people who hurt the most. When all that was once so clear loses all meaning. Who to trust in a world that promotes evil and builds webs of intricate lies that are the very base of politics and the countries they are run upon ? Who would build a life upon the ground which sinks beneath their feet? When you cant scream and your sanity begins to slip through the cracks.
Time stops and a wave of realization hovers beneath your feet. What can you do to change the world?