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Our dreams of tomorrow, may be of today
Memories not made yet, and the wish that they stayed
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Thinking about now, the present, this moment Why is that so hard?
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Though the years have passed by after many good-byes,
I see you and then it’s like yesterday again.
by chadjoseph
24 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 17 11:43 PM. In Yesterday, Past, Memories, Lost Love, Heart, Longing, Love, Girl, Goodbyes
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She lies there Her eyes pricked with
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I'm tired of trying, I just want this to end. And I'm getting so sick of just playing pretend.
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You seemed to have everything I didn't. The Barney movies that brang smiles to my lips;
by Natsu
26 lines,
on Jan 11 4:26 PM. In Sad, Pain, Friends, Past, Thoughts, Life, Change, Teen, Depression, Gone
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You engraved a betayal feeling inside.
It cannot escape from within.
by Natsu
14 lines,
on Jan 10 10:22 PM. In Pain, Sad, Betrayal, Friends, Emo, Dark, Love, Thoughts, Teen, Life, Past, Depression
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You look so degraded, Withered Rose You're gray and faded.
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Colliding with my out held hands Watching each piece of glass shatter
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a cold winter day that i never thought i would see
But in the end the chill really got to me...
by Beverlynohime
20 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 31 10:03 PM 2008. In Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Life, Love, Death, Spiritual, Family, Past
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We once shared many moments I could never forget. They were normal, ordinary for two little friends.
by Natsu
17 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 30 4:47 PM 2008. In Pain, Regret, Love, Teen, Life, Emo, Dark, Thoughts, Past, Sad, Personal
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Dusted fingerprints are smeared on antique relics of time,
They symbolize a memory not to be forgotten,
by Panicked-Puppet-xXx
20 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 27 12:44 AM 2008. In Time, Eternal, Everlasting, Remember, Past, Fingerprints, Future, Free-Verse, Lost
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"You, Year of Trials, await the guillotine
Reflecting on the past. What's done is done.
by Frodofan
22 lines, 10 comments,
on Dec 26 11:57 AM 2008. In time, new year, abstract, rhyme, past, future, thoughts, hopes, hope, life
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I remember the early mornings of
Dangerously intense undercurrents
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how can i say this in an eloquent manner? i do not want to sound repetitive
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;Lifted to the heavens, the lone boy sat all alone,
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Wrote this a long time ago, I was sitting in class thinking while everyone was talking and all. It was in June that I was writing this.
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You're the best contortionist I've ever met
Forming innocent me into a knowing waste
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My lips hold the memories Of what once was
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Blood ran cold and rain fell down. Eyes shone, like windows of an empty house.
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I want to give up on you,
I want to give up on myself.
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i have dealt with all the shit; the depression
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i don't expect you to listen for this tragedy is only mine not yours
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first point of view: second point of view coming soon
by Melissa Cavnar
109 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 6 10:46 AM 2008. In betrayel, point, of, view, anger, hatred, sadness, story, real, life, love, change, past
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Come with me. Will you protect me
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Out of the past, totally by chance Two spirits rekindled a spark.
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You badger me About the past
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The world is crumbling, The wimd is tunbling everything down,
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Things of the past no longer here, Formers looking back from my mirror,
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Thin tendrils of memory
Wrap themselves around me
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I'm sorry That's not the kind of girl
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When I read over messages of the past
Things I used to think would actually last
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every drop of paint
i drip on the canvas,
and every word i place on paper,
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A photograph is a momment in time
Captured within a squarish frame
by Beverlynohime
13 lines, 4 comments,
on Nov 20 3:12 AM 2008. In Thoughts, Life, Love, Photograph, sad, sweet, happy, loving, time, nature, past, Society
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Please allow me to intervene
Your beautiful once-more daydream.
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You took my life and shatterd me you told me you loved me
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I finally decide to swallow the bitter pill that was left on the table.
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They've locked me in this cage, Not in a hospital room,
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I look in to your eyes now I see just who you are.
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the snow used to remind me
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We sat in comfortable silence,
Pink music at our ears.
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I stomped those steps that smelled like grass and the sugary rot of autumn leaves and pursed the door that opened up toward childhood trends and vacant lots
by JoeyAbsentia
16 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 28 1:36 PM 2008. In Personal, Dark, Love, Loss, emotional, sad, past, angst, memories
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