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Where did we loose it? In that endless sea of adolescent hormones... meaningless teenage "i love you"s drifting away empty whispers of "you're beautiful" while the film on the TV is left forgotten. Late nights and early mornings with facebook Now here we are. Post salvageable And a broken sigh from a lonely heart Look's like I'm joining sergeant peppers. All these internal monologues Here I am So many thoughts a continual flow That cannot yet hold power Power comes with experience Power comes with knowledge Power comes with living Something that a teenager does not have yet Only the beginnings are there Seedlings that leav

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The burning of envy

The burning of envy. "Thank you Elena, for giving me this next chance. I do love you." Stefan's voice was warm but there was something off about it. Damon immediately noticed the slightly more velvety tone than usual, wondering what how long it had been since he had fed. "It's alright Stefan." Elena smiled at him, her voice oddly tired. Vaguely in the back of his head Damon remembered he hadn't fed Elena any vervaine recently. He did however assume she had her necklace on, his focus however was on his brother. Stefan had just been released from his restraints downstairs and was just getting off the human blood and had been starved for seve

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Square one by theninjafrommars, literature

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Square one

Repetition of the irregular by theninjafrommars, literature

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Repetition of the irregular

No reason no rhyme no rhythm at all No logic is left as leaves start to fall But what do I have to say? Not like they listen anyway. A sea of memories stretching on If only they were endless. They're not. No reason no rhyme no rhythm at all Repetition seems to be all life is made of Days and weeks repeating But there's so much variation. Getting to know people The relationships we have. No logic is left as leaves start to fall There are only a few memories That I hold as close as I do. If only they were endless. No logic is left as leaves start to fall. Everything falls apart.

Thats what love means to me. by theninjafrommars, literature

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Thats what love means to me.

Feeling the need to be with them, Needing to be away from them to think straight, Feeling the happiest you ever have, Hurting like pure and utter hell, This is what love means to me. The want to see them smile, Hating them smile for another, Watching every move, Turning embarrassed when they spot you, This is what love means to me, Feeling your heart fly when they’re near, Your heart dropping when they’re busy, A simple high five making your pulse race, Sadness when they do more with another, This is what love means to me. Love means many things, Opposites come together, it's worth the heart ache, It completely ju

not alone by theninjafrommars, literature

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not alone

For you my heart is aching, As I see the flirting, I can feel it breaking, It never stops hurting. I feel these feelings, And I don't know why, To be honest I have to say, For you my heart is aching. Love is a painful thing, With many stages along the way, I can't stop the pain, As I see the flirting. Knowing these things, Feeling this pain, I know something about my heart, I can feel it breaking. For all of time I can say, I know there is no reciprocation, Seeing the blue green sea, It never stops hurting. For you my heart is aching, As I see the flirting, I can feel it breaking, It never stops hurting. All for the l

hourglass by theninjafrommars, literature

BOREDOM by theninjafrommars, literature

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BOREDOM

Boredom, It's interesting, Ways to kill time, I'm just bored. Writing poems, Watching TV, Ways to kill, Boredom. You know, Being bored, Makes you think, It's interesting. Thinking about, All sorts of things, All about one thing, Ways to kill time. Why am I writing this? What is motivating me? There's a simple answer, I'm just bored. How bored I am, Doing all of this, Not about the normal stuff, Writing poems. Idly sitting, Doing almost nothing, Just to kill time, Watching TV. Time consumption, Not always easy, Just thinking, Ways to kill. Not in the mean way, Just one thing to kill, Through various ways of ti

My Love Belongs To You by theninjafrommars, literature

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My Love Belongs To You

My love belongs to you. Love brings confusion, Love brings pain, Love brings sadness, Your love brings redemption. Love is blind, Love is reckless, Love is unconditional, Your love is science. Love shows our real selves, Love shows our changes, Love shows how we live, Your love shows our souls. Love belongs to us all, Love belongs on our hearts, Love belongs everywhere, My love belongs to you.

Love is a form of trigonometry by theninjafrommars, literature

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Love is a form of trigonometry

Love is a form of Trigonometry. That is what love is. Be it scalene, isosceles, Equilateral or maybe even Right angled. Love all comes Down to a boring form of maths. Love is plain to see like the length of The hypotenuse. Love is as confusing as The numbers involved. Numbers messed up Completely, throwing our hearts into complete Chaos. Triangles make more sense than love does. But love is the logic of needing combined with all the Confusion of being human. Just like with trigonometry, Simplest human errors are the complete downfall of logic.

When I look into your eyes by theninjafrommars, literature

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When I look into your eyes

When I look into your eyes My heart pounds in my chest, Seeing through your disguise, Felling at my best, When I look into your eyes. My head is spinning, As I think about the highs, I know that I am winning, When I look into your eyes. I give up myself, I forget the possible lies, Jolly as a Christmas elf, When I look into your eyes. My heart goes out to you, With these unbroken ties, Almost like I’ve lost a screw, When I look into your eyes.

Inspiriation, 10 things by theninjafrommars, literature

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Inspiriation, 10 things

How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways. Your apathy The way you don’t realise. Your ignorance The way you don’t even know. Your sweet seduction The way I can’t say no. Your tender lies The way I believe you. Your inconsistency The way you change your mind. Your idle carelessness The way you don’t quite think. Your simple little smile The way I’d walk I mile. Your adorable giggle They way I never want it to end Your never ending beauty The way I don’t loathe thee. And as was said in a movie of all time greatness “The way that I don’t hate you, not even a little, not even

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