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Blowing in like a summer night, she was so beautiful and hot
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everyone will suffer like me
i want it
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I regret drifting in clouds.
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I float on sunlit air
with skylarks for company,
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words of lovers
are whispered on the breeze
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Just a short poem I wrote during English class... enjoy!- Swpoet
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the tiny girl with her curly blonde hair running down her back she goes down the slide and the wind rushes past her face
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While lovers laugh
On faraway ferris wheels,
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I love him so much God, to say that
by Andiness
50 lines, 3 comments,
on Jun 3 3:03 AM. In Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Dark, Life, Love, Honest, Andi, Free Verse, Weird, Emo
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beauty knows no boundaries
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The burgundy Victorian velvet fainting couch, keys... Candles, opening the windows to feel fresh breezes.
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-When the impossible is all you have left -And truth no longer remains hand and hand with reality
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When life went berserk on that fateful night
That ill fated date that fell on 26th of November
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Beyond any rhyme or reasoning
Is this puritanical emotion
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Your eyes that blinds my heart
Your lips, your kisses that
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Standing proud and tall,
the adolescent tree draped my face
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gasping for air
fighting the weight
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When I was little I slithered through black berry bushes
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a child of light - a child of the future
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I trace the outline of your face as it’s kissed by the early sun
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Plates of delicacies
Fired by longing
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Temple of knowledge, printed prayers
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because your mouth fears the taste so much
that you contemplated downing a firefly
with your sip of heineikken
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Mother's Day. Lots of cards for mom.
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I feel so stupid, Not knowing,
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Reluctant red cheeks surround pearly whites.
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she slipped away ... quietly;
we spent many hours
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their first kiss -
so together
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Hear my pleas,Oh lord
Answer my prayers
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There is a certain someone,
You know who you are,
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Unwanted, unconnected and unconcerned,
he works as the world walks by.
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You've never actually met me
But I loved you no less
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A bird flies over me,
While I’m under here,
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how many times she’d dreamt
of flying ...
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"You shouldn't have joined"
echoes in my head
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beauty
is not marred by subtle reflections
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