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GroundedTell me, dear, are you afraid of ghosts?Grounded by ~Cyanide-Ghost
Because we fell so long ago,
and love,
we're about to hit the ground.
my soul is leakingthe steady drip drip of it in the kitchenmy soul is leaking by ~trembling-knees
sink has me grinding my teeth
what a waste you said, and in vain
tried to tighten the taps as I laughed—
a waste!—indeed I am.
you told me, pride is a virtue you seem to be lacking
and I said pride leaves the blinds open and you laughed
and left the the blinds open.
Shiny black patent shoes, I watched as you were
lowered into the ground and wondered if that's where life got you,
if that's where life always got you,
then,
what good is pride anyway?
A CrushA Crush by ~PockyLova
'It's hard for me to look at you,
for fear that you will catch me.
It's hard for me to talk to you,
for fear that you will hear me.
It's hard for me to know you,
for fear that you will reject me.
It's hard for me to love you,
for fear that you will fear me.
These are the choices a wise one would see,
but fear is just what is binding me...'
Walk With MeThis isn't much of a poemWalk With Me by ~HeartenMeThroughSong
Hardly a story
Or a tale of some sort.
Simply a thought
A cry
A wonder
of the future.
Life has taken me
To the ends of the earth.
Times have changed
I've watched them fly by.
My life has changed
Oh don't I know it.
I ask myself
Was it worth it?
Living this life
Loving these people.
Perhaps I will never know.
I question the universe.
Asking whom I am to be.
A writer,
A monster
A lover.
The world has no ends
All doors are open.
The questions of the heart
Fill the air around us.
As we breathe in
The worries
The fright
The hope
We sigh out
The future
Decisions
Who we are.
So I'll run.
Sta.sh
You made my day 
