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Cry alone, you’ve gone away, No more nights, some much pain You’ve gone alone, took all my strength I’ve had my world changed, I won’t see you tonight. [CHOURS] Sorrow, ...

These three are technically separate poems, but they have a single inspiration and were written within minutes of each other. Why separate triplets? Monotony, The metronomes rhythm continues, No cresc

Today I met a lady with pupils that bled, Not blood, but space That immeasurable void. They bled out down her face (her pupils that is) Past the gash of ...

Okay, this is basically my first attempt at poetry. If it's bad, please tell me. If there is something I can fix, please tell me. A flake of impure white ...

Lonely Write a poem that brings me warmth in december friends in a school day silence when I dream send me thoughts I can hold to phrases I can dwell ...

look all around this is truly profound nothing i can see that truly reflects me except myself and i dont need the help of labels and classifications that will cause ...

someday i shall see who I'm ment to be but now i just ponder the thought of wander away from this place and stare them in the face tell them ...

I must find some way or time that will make me see somthing inside of me to make me strong and forever bond my love and life so i can ...

I see you in the air, like a snowflake so fair. delicate to the touch, I love you very much. Nothing can make me say, that I promise I will ...

“Golden Bubbles” By K.J. Hascall 11/17/06 You look so different through the bottom of this empty glass, your head framed by the slick residue of beer and one golden bubble ...

"Forget Me" by theluckyflower How I long for your embrace, Your warm lips upon my face. No matter if we’re far or near I still hear – Your voice, your ...

Hey, guys: I know it's been a while since I wrote anything. I don't know, it's just kind of hard to get motivation for it, somehow - when I look ...

The Fountain Her solitary eyes weep miserably. Her sorrowful, tear streaked face Peers around the vacant park, Seeking a passerby to help her to her feet. Yet, seeing that she ...

Black roses ___________ It's true You reap what you sew And all I have to show Is a black rose garden Everyone Morns the black roses Beautyfuly dangerus looking But ...

That spotlight turns my way It's just another day I wear the painted makeup Of a world that sold me out I turn around Begin my dance I just want ...