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The night ended suddenly for me
On came the day to kill my eyes
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This is my first published poem, and I know I'm no Yeats, so please bear that in mind....
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Red flowing threads,
…my façade
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I sit here alone
I don’t want people with me
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Friendly soot – once the blood of chimneys only - now pumps and chokes roots and branches
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When I look at you
My eyes go misty
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You think you know who I am
Every movement or action I do
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Is there a point? What is my life?
Other than chaotic turmoil and strife?
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Can you see me?
...Of course not.
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Walkin' down the road
The only road I know
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Grit the Teeth
Bite the Tongue
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I hide in my room, the music deafening.
But really it soothes me, the tension it’s loosening.
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Tonights a night of fun
Away from the horrors
Hidden from whats done
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Burning a whole in my heart
I don't know where to start
by Beverlique
37 lines, 21 comments,
on Oct 25 9:15 PM 2007. In truth, hiding, scared, lonely, secrets, Life, Love, Sad, Dark, Thoughts, Ot
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High above the roaring streets,
We plan the lives of those below.
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I feel. We feel. They feel.
What is true? What is real? Am I alive?
by Kimojuno
94 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 21 2:26 AM 2007. In Abuse, Society, Thoughts, My Own Style, Life, Lyrics, Hiding, Room, House, P
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[Celie's house, upstairs, on quilted bed, wooden floors, overcast. Rocking chair across from us with Shug Avery in it]
jessica and platypu
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A regular teenage girl trying to keep her secret from others
No one but her friends and family knew that she was famous pop star
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Do you see my writings?/ Well, That's not good enough./ Do you see my name?/ That's not good enough.
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Surface glazed, a made up face
Prettier from far away...
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Blood red / Tear drops / Falling from the skies / Oh how I love to see you cry / I hate me / For breathing without you / And I can't go on
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Lying with you, / Looking, / I cannot hide from you, / I realise I don't want to.
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You're deep inside now / Welcome to the hall of fright / Cast in shadows / There's no light in sight / Walk down this / Darkened corridor of / Empty rooms and / Shifting floors / At the end, / Scr
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Take my simple offering / of fake smiles / and play-kisses / I have nothing real / to give / Take my hand / and lead me in / this dance / I
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Shallow hearts beat within a chest made of silver The golden key is lost within the abyss of thumping hearts
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Cloudy skies, humid air / Lost in this blissful atmosphere / I can't turn back but, / Would I change anything if I could / To tell the truth, / I'm not really sure I would / It doesn't matter, now it's t
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I’ll hide my face in the largest crowd, only pretending to be fine,
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Every time you fail, you hide… You add another brick to the wall.
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