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  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Autumn
    8

    Autumn Sweet summer’s breath fades, Green life pierced through with autumn’s blade; Time has weakened season-old leaves, And the wind with careless ease, Plucks them from the yellowed trees. But ...


    Twinflower - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Paranoia
    5

    Say 'Hi' to mama Welcome, the first day of my life Will it be ephemeral or ill-fated life? Hey there, papa Speak of the devil send me here Tears and ...

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    black13de - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Secret Life
    9

    I didn't love you, Not yesterday, or last week. You didn't touch my heart, Or make me weak at the knees. I wouldn't kiss you, Because your lips are venomous. ...


    GingerLizzy - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    A mother's dream
    7

    Softly lullaby Sweet child sleeps like pearly dawn Memories will fade.


    carelessaussie13 - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • 3

    Guess who's back? Haven't been here for a while Still focus, contemplating, thinking Further sinking into abyss Then climbing back on top of this Is this a circle, a cycle, ...

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    thethinkerofthoughts - Sep 29, 2007 - 2 min read

  • 3

    The betrayer and the betrayed. That is what I am. Not your friend, or your "ally". I am now who I want to be. No more bullshit, no more lies. ...


    Kaida_Wynd - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    See The World Spinning 'Round
    7

    Oh, so glad we know just what to do. Sounds like breaking glass. Tumblin' 'round in the dark, makes me laugh. Everyone's going to be happy. Sitting 'round, smoking cigarettes, ...


    Fabien - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    corresponding
    9

    corresponding I am the curl of phrase the breath in the wire. A bandaid; If I am good, you will forget me, and the wound you bid me bind.


    Kit - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • 4

    A single drop of moisture Rolls down my cheek And falls down To die on my shoulder. The pattern repeats Over and over Until my shoulders are soaked And my ...


    Lindsaroo - Sep 29, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    A Love Poem of Sorts
    11

    **A guy wrote this for me after we had been going out for about three months. I really like it, but he wants more opinions than just mine.** Love came, ...


    Bella - Sep 28, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    The Murdered and The Murderer
    7

    Death came swiftly That Midsummer’s night; I doubt the young girl Could put up much fight. A sick minded murderer, A cold hearted man, To steal a girl’s life Just ...


    Bella - Sep 28, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    When it Happens
    7

    If you don't like this I understand here it goes: When it Happens It only takes one thing. One thing to make happy. One thing to make me sad. One ...

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    SASSYLADY333 - Sep 28, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Do you see what I see?
    7

    I haven't been on for a while so tell me if it is bad ---------------------------- See me real Or see me true See me old Or see me new See ...


    Lucky_Duck - Sep 28, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    The Beat of Your Own Fencer
    6

    I'm not sure about this one. I tried to give the words their own rhythm, and it might only be good if you hear someone read it, or if you ...


    Rigel - Sep 28, 2007 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    lay down the rose
    5

    This is the third recognition of a poem I once wrote called "Blue Rose Midnight". I haven't posted a poem in a while and thought it was high-time I attempted ...


    Caligula's Launderette - Sep 28, 2007 - 2 min read


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