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this is a poem dedicated to me, happy 18th b-day me!!!!
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Time...has a way of moving much too fast
seems we take two steps forward and one step back,
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Soft and gentle to the touch--
I loved my Pretty-Girl so very much!
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The misty rain, diamonds from the sky,
Pieces of heaven from way up high!
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Henry VIII was a grand old king--
He ruled England, he owned everything!
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She seductively sits, within the embrace,
Of curiosity and wonder, for she knows his place,
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It’s the bereavement, the collapse of harmony,
Disturbance caused, the disorder of perishment,
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These chills which dance down my spine,
are not as enticing as they once were,
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I hope he’s better than me, I’m certain he is.
by Annorlunda
45 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 1 5:40 AM. In Love, Sad, Pain, Angst, My own style, Longing, Romance, Anger, Depressed, Angry
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Lonely princess dreams fulfilled as her spry emotions build.
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Scented hot bath, tender supple skin and
candles for a grand eve carefully planned.
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The many faces Love has seen
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The longing tears that rush release
Empty fears that invade our peace
by feyfalen1
24 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 1 1:01 AM. In My own style, Dark, Pain, Life, Sad, Abstract, Anger, Personal, Lost love, Loss, Hate
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I found a good friend named ADITYA
I know where he lives, it is in INDIA
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you who i yearn for in the darkness of the night
give me strenght so i can keep up the fight
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You reach
through the horizon of minds, into an uncharted state
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How can you bleed the bloodless? After all we've lusted for
by LoveIsAWar
27 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 30 9:41 PM. In Pain, Sad, Depression, Sadness, Angry, Humanity, Children, My own style, Personal.
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When the moment comes will you seize it?
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I'm lost in the world around me.
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February moons dance across the sky,
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the sounds of the rain hitting the window, the crickets chirping in the meadow. The wind blowing cool and smoot, me,i'm just at the phone booth. Frogs croaking and hopping around the pond while me and my friends talk,laugh,an
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In full bloom, a temptation purely magnificent,
In deep fashion, a pigment of embroiled splendour,
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I'm a soldier in the British Army. Signed and sworn to queen and country.
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when we was ickle we ate worms, they wiggled and squirmed.
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A king, a czar a general or famous anything like a grand lord
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The blade so sharp, The pain shouting throughout my body.
by xxjasperpagexx
27 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 30 2:02 PM. In Personal, Life, Sad, Pain, Dark, My own style, Lost in thought, My life, Lost love
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Philia - one of the four Ancient Greek words meaning love or to be loved
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Years of bliss of happiness and everlasting love
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Eternity calls my name this night A night to never cease
by feyfalen1
24 lines, 5 comments,
on Nov 30 1:24 PM. In Love, Death, Hate, Suicide, Dark, Pain, Goodbyes, Angry, My own style, Longing, Sad
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Another night sleep has turned away. My mind once again haunted by loss and tears.
by feyfalen1
33 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 30 12:38 PM. In Love, Life, Sad, Personal, Pain, Death, Lost love, Sadness, Loss, My own style
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we talked of dreams. nightmares imposed by steel. peace...war...rape. blindsided by desires of copulation.
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Tattered sheets all over the floor.
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Hello to you, once again,
I welcome you to my domain.
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A myth in mystery's legend A shadow's walk in dreams
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There is no more honesty that I can put into these words,
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A purgatory of thought and past regret The mind assailed with bitter sweet memories
by feyfalen1
34 lines, 6 comments,
on Nov 30 10:52 AM. In Sad, Pain, Life, Love, Abstract, Lost in thought, Depressed, Romance, My own style
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how do you get under my skin, everytime we separate...there you are again,
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Shades of grey to color dreams
Tears and hopes were never seen
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The holiday season passes over the public
as the television dulls minds
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by SamanthaSam
20 lines, 7 comments,
on Nov 30 9:08 AM. In Contest, Life, Love, Nature, Noguest, My own style, Happiness, Children, Family
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Disjointed were these bones
ache I arch the twists
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Run where the ocean leaves nothing other
then the wrinkles in time..
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Once upon a halfhearted summer stroll
I wandered in a busy pet store
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Let me carry the cross of redemption on my broken back by your sins,
As I walk the streets of Jerusalem painted in blood as your Martyr.
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