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Poems by Saraesa, by newest first

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  • Rest Assured.
    We will meet again when parallels agree. / I’m sure of it, so sure it hurts. / Rest assured, I was born to burn / and you will with me, / and you will with me. / Oh, my skin could never make it / across
    by Saraesa 53 lines, 8 comments, on Jun 27 3:13 AM 2007. In Other
  • Smile At The Scenery
    One month of solitude / One month of writhing / One month of lonely / Feelings fooled me into / My own personal shell. / It’s been absolute
    by Saraesa 70 lines, 7 comments, on Jun 26 11:28 PM 2007. In Love, Life, Pain, Sad, Personal, Thoughts
  • It's Quite Unfortunate.
    I don’t want to fail to see the good in this / Predicament, This unfortunate situation, / This god damned death sentence, / Because I could learn a thing or two / From what lives off of contempt for me. / Seemi
    by Saraesa 28 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 18 9:23 PM 2007. In Life, Dark, Spiritual, Thoughts, Society, Personal, Love, Angst
  • Additive
    I felt your stare from across the room, / smelled your reckless doom, / caught the breath of a whisper, / willing to wreck such a / lovely-humble-home / that I wove / from the flesh of my own / fingers.
    by Saraesa 37 lines, on Jun 14 11:35 PM 2007. In Sad, Thoughts
  • The Impossible Intangible.
    When I was steady, / I told you I was ready, / said, 'I think it's time / we make the move / and leave this place. / Yeah, we'll never look back / or miss a thing / 'cause we don't know / what we haven
    by Saraesa 37 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 11 4:03 PM 2007. In Other
  • Rooted.
    I don't know what it is / that gives me away. / But clear as day, / your intentions make / me cold and obvious, / quick to vanish into / the thick distance / away from friends, / and all existence
    by Saraesa 31 lines, on Jun 11 3:59 PM 2007. In Life, Love, Personal, Sad, Thoughts
  • Somewhere In The Middle.
    Somewhere in the middle, / or maybe in the beginning, / I don’t know, / I was waiting for you to show. / I had pre-meditated the events / that lead up to my downfall, / to my scripted social death; / that
    by Saraesa 71 lines, on Jun 11 3:48 PM 2007. In Thoughts
  • So much, so long.
    The city lights might be hypnotic / From the sidewalk, / From the start of the tide. / And in your head you could simply / Toss yourself in to the arms / Of the end. / But it's mostly just from the chalk
    by Saraesa 24 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 8 7:45 PM 2007. In Angst, Life, Love, Personal, Thoughts
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