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Lay your head backwards, uncover your hands as they're free-dangling as their meant, across your sides; without restriction or force--as do
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She looks down and gulps. The water is so, so deep and she's up so high...
by Dearheart
100 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 8 3:28 PM. In Diving, Faith, Haiku, Inspirational, Life, Poem, Poetry, Spiritual, Trust
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It's killing time in the battle
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The paintings on the wall, smell of unreal things
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A vibrant summer afternoon, the clouds against the indigo sky,
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I see it. The world hidden in the deepest and darkest part of our mind. It screams a powerful cry, asking you to let it out. It calls you b
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I stand on the edge of the cliff.1
by Peace Kitty
200 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 7 6:15 PM. In Dark, Death, Depression, First person, Pain, Poem, Poetry, Sad, Short story
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Stop the true music
Crush the dream under black
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Remember the kindergarten days?
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Why? Why test me that way? 1
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Lying in the bed The two sisters wander in their dreams
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Just a random poem that I felt like doing!
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OR: The flow is stronger than you can handle, stick to the tide-pool, kid. [Poem]
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Here I sit and here I'll stay1
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If time would stop and wait1
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I take the knife, slice my arm, drip drip. I take the knife, slice my leg, drip drip. Bleeding from everywhere. Bleeding from nowhere, drip drip. All the pain washes away. I fade into the darkness, drip drip. I am gone
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Just a little poem I whipped up! Hope you enjoy
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Hiding beneath a mask
like a second skin
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Your presence lingers in my blood1
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The girl I was, I really miss.
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While I strolled around in a dejected view, in the middle of desolate, countryside wood;
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Life is a poem I wrote in a mins.
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There is a voice, it cries enclosed,
Amidst recesses of my soul.
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I had been there since the birth of dawn,
I had gone there just to think.
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His art is not a still life
But a story waiting to be told
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I love how he makes me feel1
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Whenever should I make true the past?
Even if I should open fast the truth of the Ages;
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This is all I hear.
This is all there is to hear.
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Dad, I'm not going to watch you die. I'm not going to let you.
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Please take me by the hand and guide the streak
of lightning rush that pulses veins when struck.
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My dream, it begins with a single leaf
that falls to my lap and turns like a page.
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