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Sunset settling on the clouds, Of sadistic lies, The drum beat accompanying, My tears as they bleed. Pieces of me falling apart, The words you used to glue me together, ...

the earth takes rootthe trees fallas mankind follows suitthe end of all That's a very suitable, decent ending for a poem like this. However, I found a few flaws. One ...

How easily those three words slipfrom my mouth, sweetly to your lip.You kiss me as you always doeverything seems so simple with you.There are no secrets hidden deepnot mumbling worries ...

I struggled equally to follow the directions I printed from the web and not to let you know that we’re lost as you sit consenting in a makeshift blindfold made ...

Each time I'm sad, you're always thereTo solve my problems and listen to my deepest fears.Waiting to mend it all with a single kiss.I know I've hurt you many timesyet ...

The night dissolves beneath me, I awake to the atmosphere of war, The house shaking, Beneath the rumble of the planes. Voices rise between my family, Tears adorned with fear, ...

yes, total stranger, i resorted to attempting telepathy two nights ago, when the silence was cutting, unforgiving, threatening to plunge my mind into insanity before long. so i thought, a ...

An old tire swing, a white wooden porch. Sunshine and fresh breezes play. I see you walk up and run to you. I hug you and kiss you and hold ...

So I'm bending the rules, and writing a preface, but not about my poem, more about it's inspiration. If anyone (moderators) can tell me where a good place to put ...

Hours of watching you, Like I used to, Yet this time, You didn't watch me back. Minuets passed and courage grew, One word to you is all I need, Just ...

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A little iffy about the title still...Any advice/comments would be appreciated. It’s not enough, never enough To wonder at the sun, I want to feel the heat, Anything to feel ...

So here we are, Time has passed, And the promises have been broken, I remain the hostage of your past. I can no longer last, with these emotions inside of ...

This is all one poem, I'm not posting 9 at once. i had I LOVE YOU scratched i had I LOVE YOU scratched across my throat in black ballpoint and ...