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Teddy Bear with a bow, Turn its key and watch it sing,
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It was the end of the sixth, Just another meal at Holsten’s
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It was the end of the sixth, Just another meal at Holsten’s
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In this world we call home I have one desire
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poem about my inner twins
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i found the jester/ asleep/ hiding in a spider web there is no longer bohemia in the factories
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watching the mad men bang their brows/blonde hair flipping among bars/among magpies/among cans of metal soup/among rips in the pictures/mad
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I wear a mask of reflection, My true self buried deeply unknown.
by Umbran Girl
18 lines, 3 comments,
on Nov 16 8:00 PM. In Pain, Sad, Abstract, Emo, Dark, My life, Inspirational, Message, Depressed
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sometimes i sit and wonder why i do the things i do and sometimes i wonder why i always feel so blue
by SkyScraper Soul
31 lines, 5 comments,
on Nov 16 5:14 PM. In Personal, Thoughts, Life, Pain, Dark, My own style, Lyrics, Lost in thought, Abstract
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I, placing my love in the justful waters
Of the Big Deluge, released those hands
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What is it to have and to hold, one that cannot exist without the other. Be it of the mind, of the body, or of the soul. Or of the 4th and
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Life’s like a mirror.
In it, you can see you accomplishments…
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poem about my inner loathing and self hate
by geminiky
52 lines, 7 comments,
on Nov 15 7:49 PM. In Personal, Sad, Pain, Dark, Contest, My own style, Emo, Sadness, Depression, Abstract
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I saw a ghost
walking in slippers of silk
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I picked a dead flower, from the graveyard where love is born and took it to the hospital, where love dies.
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God's golden light shines
through boughs of life.
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thunder blows the ear drum gone. lightening sparks the day of song
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Our Father, who aren’t in heaven,
Cursed be thy Name.
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new-shed horse feathers,
opal-chip iridescent,
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Keeping the chains off but the choker is there Loose enough to get out of at least
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Life is something.
Keep trying.
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Long before the words are spoken What cannot be undone can be broken
by Megawatkins
14 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 13 2:25 PM. In Love, Sad, Pain, Lost love, Romance, Abstract, Depressed, Self, Suicide, Longing
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Subjected to rooms of white. No doors... Or windows...?
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Establishes flex reality.
Secures all productivity.
by SimplySonnets
8 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 13 11:58 AM. In Humor, Love, Nature, Society, Abstract, Metaphor, Sensual, Humanity, Pun
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