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A quick poem about time
by Friesian
100 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 28 5:56 PM. In Deep, Emotional, Hm, New, Other, Poem, Poetry, Quickie, Short, Weird
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A very short poem about nervousness
by Friesian
100 words, 8 comments,
on Aug 20 9:31 AM. In Deep, Emotional, Hm, New, Other, Poem, Poetry, Quickie, Short, Weird
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I wake within a timeless dream1
by Friesian
100 words, 6 comments,
on Aug 13 6:40 AM. In Deep, Emotional, Love, New, Other, Poem, Poetry, Quickie, Short
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A blind child and may not be as blind as she thought.
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To whom my thoughts have been devoured1
by Friesian
100 words, 3 comments,
on Jul 24 11:42 AM. In Colladboration, Dark, Deep, Emotional, Hm, Life, Other, Poem, Poetry, Think
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Not a hero, not a villain... but the one who cleans up after them.
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Sweet affection prowling
Like a guile tigress
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“Anna,” he asked again. “What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did someone hurt you?” he asked anxiously running his hand over her shoulder and
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This is just a poem I was supposed to do for English. I made it up in about ten minutes. I think it's pretty sweet. It's deep too so think
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Death stood, silent and unmoving on top of the hill. Usually coated in lush green grass it was now merely an arid patch of dry dirt and weeds in an exact radius around the creature. The two trees to either side of Death had l
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On a sun-drenched balcony, I gazed upon the cool sapphire of the Mediterranean; the flawless sky stretched into infinity. I had known what would happen before she appeared: she stepped onto the black-painted, wrought iron bal
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Vastness: stretching out forever onwards, velvety black. Every colour of the rainbow present within the darkness yet unseen; shades hidden amongst each other, amalgamating into obscurity, mortality realised. Land and air as
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She wonders, impervious to static ideals Holds nimbly a branch, a stone, a quill
by Friesian
100 words, 8 comments,
on Apr 7 4:48 PM. In Contest, Deep, Hrmm, Inspirational, Life, Other, Past, Poem, Poetry, Thought, Words
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Tip toeing over disaster1
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it all started with a twisted smile1
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“Tsaru? Tsaru, are you alright in there?” Siana called worriedly.1
by Friesian
700 words, 2 comments,
on Dec 30 9:11 PM 2008. In Blood, Dark, Deep, Desire, Frostbite, New, Other, Paranormal, Snow, Vampire, Vampires
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Little boy
Always smiling
by Friesian
200 words, 11 comments,
on Dec 26 11:59 PM 2008. In , Deep, Family, Freewrite, Happy, Life, Love, Nephew, Other, Poem
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by Friesian
200 words, 4 comments,
on Dec 19 3:51 PM 2008. In , Dark, Deep, Other, Paranormal, Poem, Poetry, Sweet cravings, Vam, Vampire
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Only you can taste the fruit of happiness. No one else can taste it for you.
by Friesian
<100 words, 2 comments,
on Dec 14 9:36 AM 2008. In Contest, Deep, Hmm, Inspirational, Life, Lissy, Meaning, Other, Quote
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by Friesian
100 words, 5 comments,
on Nov 29 9:58 PM 2008. In Clock, Dark, Deep, Freeverse, Lissy, Meaningful, Other, Poem, Poetry, Ponder, Think
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I’m plunged
Inside a dark abyss
by Friesian
300 words, 10 comments,
on Oct 26 6:58 PM 2008. In Bipolar, Deep, Depression, Hurt , Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Ocd, Poem
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A soft wind tussles the hair of innocents
As dew drops glistening like the night stars
by Friesian
200 words, 5 comments,
on Oct 16 7:29 PM 2008. In , Deep, Depression, Hurt , Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Rando
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Look beneath the depths1
by Friesian
100 words, 4 comments,
on Oct 11 4:02 PM 2008. In Deep, Depression, Hurt , Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Rando
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♥ ♥ Emotions are like waterfalls; and although they can be dangerous, they're beautiful too.
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There was no warmth inside of me. No, I was cold as the snow in which I glided along, following a path of fresh tire-tracks already becomin
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The woman gazed into my eyes, pleading, begging. I made a puzzled face and said, “What’s wrong?”1
by Friesian
700 words, 4 comments,
on Sep 27 4:42 PM 2008. In Alaska, Blood, Dark, Deep, Lissy, Paranormal, Snow, Vampire, Vampires
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In the perilous wind, an abstract mind1
by Friesian
100 words, 3 comments,
on Sep 16 5:48 PM 2008. In Deep, Depression, Hurt, Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Random, Sad
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by Friesian
100 words, 6 comments,
on Sep 14 7:35 AM 2008. In Angst, Dark, Deep, Depression, Lissy, Madness, Other, Poem, Poetry, Sad
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I pushed open the door to the tavern, hinges eerily moaning as it swung ajar and thudded against the wall. Heads quickly shot in my directi
by Friesian
500 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 9 9:49 PM 2008. In , Alaska, Blood, Dark, Deep, Lissy, Paranormal, Snow, Vam, Vampire
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by Friesian
100 words, 4 comments,
on Sep 9 11:51 AM 2008. In Deep, Depression, Hurt, Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Random, Sad
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Soft, soft
Velvet stars dance
by Friesian
100 words, 3 comments,
on Sep 8 7:48 PM 2008. In , Deep, Illness, Lissy, Loss, Love, Poem, Poetry, Random, Thief
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I was supposed to be dead. Should’ve been dead, actually. You’d think that a normal person would die from having ten bullets in their chest. I was probably the exception. I had ten bullets in the chest, two in the skull, and
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My thoughts1 / Are so tangled up2 / Caught together3 / In a web4 / Of seclusion5
by Friesian
200 words, 7 comments,
on Jul 15 3:16 PM 2008. In Blood, Crimson, Dark, Deep, Insanity, Madness, Poem, Poetry, Red
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A poem about inferiority, or so we think
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Like waves crashing onto a tired shore, thoughts of forgotten torment creep up the blankets and spill into my dreaming mind. I roll in t
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My hands1 / Are shaking,2 / Trembling3 / With a cold, cold grief4 / Sadness,5 /
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I’m struggling1 / Inside2 / This raging fire3 / Roaring, burning4 / Burning me away5
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I am but a slip of paper1 / You can tear me,2 / You can soak me3 / In the waters4 / Black with strife
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I tread1 / Barefoot2 / On a path3 / Of broken glass4 / Each step5 / Is fill
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I am1 / A paper crane2 / Merely3 / A motionless puppet4 / Only moving5 / Wh
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That of which my being resides1 / Rests in a cradle of undaunted desires2 / Splatter3 / Splash across my soul’s canvas4
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Deep, so deep you can't see the bottom.
by DoozerDan
<100 words, 28 comments,
on Apr 29 12:47 AM 2008. In Deep
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I awoke in a world far stranger than any of my previous dreams could ever hint at...
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The man sat with a thoughtful expression on his face. He was about 5’ 5”, smaller than average for his village. He was perched upon a fence bordering a large grassy meadow with several ancient oak trees scattered t
by EnemyOfAll
400 words, 3 comments,
on Oct 15 12:57 AM 2007. In Angst, Deep, Depression, Fiction, Hope, Inspirational, Other, Short story, Spiritual
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It was a warm, sunny afternoon. The birds were chirping and singing their song of summer. They were perched on the white fence that followed an old dirt road that led into town. The cows were grazing in the field and watch
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