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 May 15 lxve
Mike Hauser
I keep looking for that one star
That I wished upon back then
When you and I once were
Before we lost what could have been

It would shine its light on us at night
Like it had nothing else to do
Reminding me as far as I can see
That yes, wishes do come true

But not everything works out quite right
The way we'd like them to
Hence the star I keep looking for
To let it know I'm missing you

I'll continue with this journey
Gazing on the stars at night
And when I find one that feels right
I'll wish I may then wish I might

Find the one I'm dreaming of
In these starry skies of blue
To let me know through it all
That yes, wishes do come true
 May 15 lxve
David Lessard
We never said goodbye
before you died
I think perhaps
you wanted it that way
you'd be proud, I never cried
alas, I was not there, that day.
two thousand miles away
I got an email
it was, just like they say,
a bolt, right out of the blue
a notice of your death by cancer
I was unprepared, I never knew.
Parents are supposed to be
the first to die, not  a daughter
I never got over the loss
of my little boy
my heart and soul,
now twice, was tottered
my emotions totally destroyed.
Only God knows the heartache
the sorrow of a life gone by
the devestation of a famiy loss
the answers to the question...why?
 May 15 lxve
Eve
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 May 15 lxve
Eve
you ran from every and any
person that loved you

which to be fair, it wasn't that many

but you had me.

had.
 May 15 lxve
Sam S
O, Dopamine
 May 15 lxve
Sam S
O, dopamine—friend or foe?
Do I even want to know?
You whisper soft in joy or pain,
Then vanish like the summer rain.

You dress in laughter, dress in fire,
You ride the thrill of each desire.
From subtle crush to grand success,
You bait the heart, then leave a mess.

A hunger we all learn to feed,
But never learn what we really need.

O, dopamine, you wear my skin—
You cheer me on, then reel me in.
I see the tricks, I feel the sway,
Yet chase you just the same each day.

But maybe truth is not to flee,
Just learn which part belongs to me.

I’ll dance with you, but know what’s real—
O, dopamine… we’ve made our deal.
 May 15 lxve
Henry Fry
can you hear me talk
can you hear me say
that i have no chalk
that we can use to play

im sorry, i used it up
at night cause i draw a load
i drew a cool little pup
just like the one you didnt finish on our road

when i come to your stone in the field
it makes our mum think im coo coo
but it helps me to shield
what really happened to you

the driver apologised in tears
but i was too little to understand
and all i get now from my peers
is pity, repeated over, its very bland

dont worry jess youre still my favourite sis
its because mary doesnt talk at all
maybe its because mum tells her im a risk
and instead likes to take her to the mall

it makes me feel quite envious
but its okay with me really
taking me places is a bit strenuous
i understand its about me being on wheelies

because you didnt make it out
the memory is a faint whisper now
but ill never forget the painful route
to the docters with my severed legs wrapped in a towel
 May 15 lxve
Henry Fry
I won't ever let you escape from my brain
You're bound to my mind, pulled tough and restrained
A mere trace of your scent I won't ever forget
Not saying I love you is my biggest regret

I miss you dearly, your laughter, your perfume, your face
I missed you even more when you went to your mums place
Reeking of *****, I was always drunk and rude
But it was always forgiveness instead of sued

Looking back on our past it's clear to see
That you were the only women meant for me
The only way to see you once more is to pull it
So I can't wait to eat dinner with you, after I eat this bullet
TW: Suicide
 Apr 30 lxve
Rochel
Please break my heart
So I don't have to break yours
I'd rather feel all that pain
Than be the one to make you endure

Please break my heart
So I can leave yours intact
I'd rather be haunted
Than have to hear you react

Please break my heart
So I can live with my decision
I'd rather lose all my tears
Than have tears disrupt your vision

Please break my heart
So I'm not the one serving time
Id rather feel completely caged
Than be the one to commit this crime

Please break my heart
So I can make sure you're OK
I'd rather lose my voice
Than listen to all you might say

This request might seem odd
I ask for you to do the downing
But if we're both stuck in this storm together
I'd rather be the one drowning
 Apr 30 lxve
Fumbletongue
Each smile a map, each line a trail,
Etched softly on the skin's embrace.
A journey marked in fine detail,
The story written on your face.

The laugh that danced around the eyes
Still lingers in a softened fold,
A map of moments, lows and highs,
A quiet story, gently told.

Not every crease was born from pain,
Some stem from joy that overflowed.
Expressions that we can't restrain,
Emotions that our hearts bestowed.

So wear these lines with quiet pride,
They are the footprints of your days.
A testament to life applied,
A living poem on your face’s page.
Time always tells no matter the canvas. When I look at others I can't help but notice their resting face and what it says about how they feel about their life.

We have earned everyone of our wrinkles. I refuse to try to make them disappear to look more attractive to anyone. If you can't see beauty in the life that I lived on my body then honey you aren't my people.
 Apr 30 lxve
Alex Teng
Lost
 Apr 30 lxve
Alex Teng
In silence, I fear the growing space,
A whisper of doubt I can't erase.
Her laughter shared with another's ear,
A friendship that I can't come near.

The miles between us stretch and bend,
And I wonder if this will be the end.
A male friend's smile, her trust, her light,
Am I losing her to the quiet night?
 Apr 30 lxve
Alex Teng
Stay
 Apr 30 lxve
Alex Teng
Don’t stay because you feel you must,
Love can’t be built on guilt or dust.
Stay only if your heart beats true,
If every breath still aches for “you.”

I want your smile, not just your face,
Your laughter warm, your soft embrace.
But if your joy begins to fade,
Don’t let our love become a cage.

I’d rather kiss you one last time,
Than hold you bound by silent crime.
So stay, my love, if love is why
Not just to soothe a saddened sigh.

— The End —