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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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I’m hiding in the sun with the moon across my face.1
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your bones are quietly shifting
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A really hilarious poem about the truth of beauty.
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Feelings i have for the man i love and my promise to Him.
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I sit beside the mighty shore And think of happy days I spent
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Now, I know I can’t grasp anything there is to guess about; or even what tomorrow’s gonna bring, all I’ve to offer to th
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dont you dare leave a comment TheRanter
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He was a prolific and unpredictable poet whose impact arguably influenced art, music and literature more than any of his crticis in the last 100 years. From Hemmingway, Yeats, Frost, and T.S Eliot; Pound’s passion never ended
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Bordered to say, without restrictive bring they for upheaval swingalings dancing themselves the minute-high Hourly redemption crucified for simple appeasantry dishes-- for the floor is dirty & the mag-ropes are higher than th
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W h e n s h e, t h y R a i n b o w L o v e, s m i l e d t o C h i l d r e n 's h a p p i n e s s s o r e l y g r o w i n g a l o n g -g o
by Anti Creative
400 words, 1 comment,
on Oct 21 9:19 PM. In Adventure, Hmm, Other, Poem, Poetry, Society, Spiritual, Unedited, War, Weird
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I write for the joy of writing. I write to lose and save my sanity. I write, because Someone commands me to. I write, because I must.
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Sinful souls lie chained to the molten grounds of Hell.1
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I think you’ve got me filed somewhere between Perfect and Completely Hopeless
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The first time we met, I could see,1
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I wander down the hallways of my school,
getting pushed around by a throng of people.
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Watching the rain drops filling my head, Hearing the wind,
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The little girl walks up the street, so innocent.....
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depressing poem. yep. another one from me. shocking I know.
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To take my love then run away 1
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In the wintry night, under the clear and starry sky,1
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A friend of mine told me something. I'll remember it as long as I'll live.
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When I turn off the lights,
when I close my eyes,
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She lays her head down to sleep yet dreams do not invade
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Can you not tell I'm suffering inside?
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Ugly Flower, Young but worn.
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Neon colours, not so bright; They're dark and faded like the night.
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Why would you care? You've never really been there
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ihasabestfirend she is liek totally grate we liek going to teh mall n buying things like booys on weekends she has hair ANDSOCKER but liek we know that wers bestfrands and then we were totally writings and i luvz ur hair bst
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Can anybody really see That there's something wrong with me?
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I'm the girl with the plastic smile, The plaster heat
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Release me from this broken body; It's forever shot and shoddy.
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Endless skies, Tears of grey.
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Nala was always there. She was your protector your best friend. She was your back and footrest so many times you lost count. You slept on the kitchen floor for two weeks. You would go in the bathroom to brush your teeth and y
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