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6-22-05 (First day of summer) The night sank with a fast, speedy train cycle and his mind didn’t know itself anymore, it was good, it was Eden, beneath a moon ...
PsyLynx - Jun 22, 2005 - 1 min read
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its funny how we create such magnetism when we are standing still electronical pulses beating to the rhythm of a plug socket and dancing to airwaves and our memory is ...
Firestarter - Jun 21, 2005 - 1 min read
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Dad If you weren't here for me I wouldn't know I was pretty Or smart Or a good girl Dad, If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be the girl ...
Elizabeth - Jun 21, 2005 - 1 min read
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anything to feel something has clouded my mind it's as if i'm not there just a spiritless body it's like a dream where everything seems like reality my eyes are ...
you_really_suck - Jun 21, 2005 - 1 min read
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You think your all that, You think your a star, But when it comes to reality, Thats not what you are. You laugh like a hyhena, You look like a ...
kutestuff003 - Jun 20, 2005 - 1 min read
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If you read my blog, you'll kind of get what this is. Damn I hate long distance relationships sometimes. One more night of twitching anticipation, Telling myself that tonight (for ...
Soyala Amaya - Jun 20, 2005 - 2 min read
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Hey...I'm new here. But I thought I'd give this a try and see what people thought. I think this might count as dramatic poetry but...ummm. Anyway here it is: Urge ...
close_ur_eyes - Jun 20, 2005 - 1 min read
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i was reading oscar wilde on the bus. i got off at the station amidst conventional stares of sunscreen, water bottles and ponytails. i didn't care. i opened oscar wilde ...
Liz - Jun 20, 2005 - 3 min read
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You're right. Angsty poetry does get annoying after the zillionth suicide poem.
Snoink - Jun 20, 2005 - 1 min read
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(First poem written in over 3 years. Took less than 10 minutes. No rewriting yet. Please help.) Breath in my ear On the back of my neck Slow, steady, rhythmic ...
Carmina - Jun 19, 2005 - 1 min read
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NOTE: This poem is sort of just about those who comitted suicide and veterans. But I can't decide on a title. I asked God to start the world over just ...
Chevy - Jun 19, 2005 - 1 min read
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Sometimes it’s hard just to look at you So if I smile quirkily, and I seem almost giddy it’s not the white-caramel cappuccino talking although that is what I’ll blame ...
Misty - Jun 18, 2005 - 2 min read
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I wish that I could look into your mind, Just so I can see how many times I cross it, Before you came along I had one, But I met ...
LiNdSeYo7 - Jun 18, 2005 - 1 min read
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NOTE: this poem sucks...i know. but a friend of my friend's hung himself in his back yard and i wrote this for him. strong critquing is needed...i would really love ...
Chevy - Jun 18, 2005 - 1 min read
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you cup your hands when Mysteries rain down. let's play detective before they run away slipping through your fingers and giving way to gravity falling upon a cracked and chipped ...
Chevy - Jun 18, 2005 - 1 min read