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Stories about Poetry
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My pen hits paper, but no words come out.
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I have allowd my heart to stay in the shadows for far to long it's hard to notice it,1
by Killmemylove
300 words, 1 comment,
2 days ago. In Depression, Life, Love, Other, Pain, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Romance, Sad, Teen
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by Killmemylove
100 words, 1 comment,
2 days ago. In Depression, Life, Love, Other, Pain, Poem, Poetry, Romance, Sad
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by Killmemylove
200 words, 2 comments,
on Aug 27 4:56 AM. In , Fantasy, Hope, Love, Other, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Romance
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people think differently then how they talk. i think in french when i speak english. when i dont think french i think in old english. and when i started thinking in old english, i finally understood why Shakespeare and all th
by lexiconsthedevil
400 words, 2 comments,
on Aug 27 12:40 AM. In Drama, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Life, Love, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Romance
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I guess it was only just
A summer fling1
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by Killmemylove
400 words, 1 comment,
on Aug 25 11:56 PM. In , Dark, Depression, Frienship, Girl, Love, Other, Poem, Poetry, Sad, Tears, Teen
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I’ll never go back
To that weak side of myself.
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Octobers rust colored leaves laid bare on the frozen ground1
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Red is the shade of my eyes when you darken my doorstep,1
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A cracked smile behind eyes twice her age1
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In the dream time, I hear your soul singing out to me1
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I've bared witness to cold death that rises up through the ground1
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It hurts to smile when all your dreams turn to dust1
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Let the darkness take me1
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As I walk through the cold streets of the city1
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Do these scars on my wrist not grant me a moment of sanctuary from your reprisal1
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Love is a tear drop of crimson that burns like lye1
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She's torn.
(and there's nothing I can do mend the pieces...)
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The sun began to rise, and morning came to creep.1
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A group of five haikus from Tally's POV about what happened to Zane in Specials. Rated 13+
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this is a poem...bout ma life...sort of.
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I think will make sense to those who share the LOVE for an stage full of lights and everyones attention turned to you. It's simple, not dee
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I dreamt of a raven in early morning flight1
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Take my hand and walk with me1
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