If I bottled up the tears and words,
And stored them in my home,
I’d run out of room.
The bottles, scribbled with your name,
Would spill out of the doors & windows,
Piling up like my dreams.
– By Elaina M. Avalos
Bottle
Category: Poetry
May You Never Empty Yourself
She wonders…
she believes in true love
but has moments
that she wonders if love
truly believes in her.
– By JmStorm
True story.
And the truth is
and the truth is
i miss you.
i miss you and the
things that never
happened, but are
so vivid in my
mind as if they
did.
– By JmStorm
When Your Dark Clouds Roll In
When Your dark clouds roll in
and I hear your thunder rumble,
I promise, I won’t run for cover.
I’ll hold you, and slow dance
with you in the rain.
~ By Onur Taskiran
Elaina M. Avalos 
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