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It can't be right For me to cry When I think of you Because you're the perfect guy. It's like there's no one else When I talk to you And ...
Lindsaroo - Mar 15, 2008 - 1 min read
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Every Step of the Way When you’re hungry, grumpy or lone Or sleepy, restless and in a little mess When you’re clumsy and learning the ropes Or in desperate need ...
Sam7hana - Mar 14, 2008 - 2 min read
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Ghostwriter - Mar 14, 2008 - 1 min read
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Yes, mother, I love you, But does this mean, I put everything above you? No, mother, it doesn't. Sometimes you just need to see, I NEED to be me. I'm ...
Treanna_Kills - Mar 14, 2008 - 2 min read
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Pocket Protector How my father sighs when the ink from a pen Has bled through the pocket of his shirt Reminds me of my heart’s silent choke After I have ...
elephantwalrus - Mar 13, 2008 - 1 min read
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My mother uses Her hands all day. She holds my hand, And I feel the age wrinkles Under my fingers. Does she like being my momma? If she had more ...
Dreamwriter - Mar 13, 2008 - 1 min read
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You treat me like crap – neck jutting out, jackknifing forward with all the subtly of a pair of latex hands belonging to a colonoscopy surgeon – Just shut up ...
Kylan - Mar 12, 2008 - 1 min read
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Play House I. Le Petit Enfant Scientifique [pre] my little scientist on the floor, building blocks of color, something like Tetris; or, pricking the center of june- bugs and beetles: ...
Caligula's Launderette - Mar 12, 2008 - 1 min read
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He pursue me with groan and sigh. In storm's laughter he pursue me still! Until I criest out: "Begone beauteous creature! Vex me no longer with thou cruel pursuit. Seek ...
Mosrael07 - Mar 12, 2008 - 1 min read
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For some far-flung Eurydice Now when I leave my doorstep, I shan't look into that waiting eye. Peeping from beyond the curtain, it is by some pain-wrought passion lit. But ...
Palantalid - Mar 12, 2008 - 1 min read
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Gadi. - Mar 11, 2008 - 1 min read
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Tsuki no Usagi, my name, my title, my role. But to be alone? I watch but can but never be apart of. To see fun, to see love, How do ...
Wrath of the Bunny - Mar 11, 2008 - 1 min read
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A thousand stars stared back, splattered on the pane a disembodied cry called out, but didn’t stop the rain. The page in front so blank while the world outside is ...
Eimear - Mar 11, 2008 - 1 min read
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[pre]The sky to me appears to be ablaze. With flames that can ignite the very soul. And love, within the soul can stir a daze So pure that if in ...
Life_Sux_Poetry_Rox_72 - Mar 11, 2008 - 1 min read
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My first poem! Please tell me what you think, I know it is cliche, but I don't really care at the moment. I just wanted to see if I was ...
Aedomir - Mar 11, 2008 - 1 min read