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Rain The Rain Falls Causing False Tears To Roll Down My Face These Tears May Be False But Some Truth Is In Them I Look Around At The Sky Filled ...

Hey there! I'm pretty new to this forum but her we go! The way that it sings is like a ripple through the world. A wave that can’t be stopped ...

So dear, Come sit with me, Let’s talk. How about we converse in body language, The Esperanto of sexuality. Show me those hips, hun, Show me how you move them, ...

The Tantrum Of May I had a little sister called May, She would cry for the whole day. Once her puppy laughed, She tore it in half, And never stopped ...

The Earth is small, with big mistakes. Filling minds with no breaks. Anxiety takes over, Crushes the mind. Making you feel, Like you're left behind.

I contemplate asking him about the broken Links; The endless gap in between. I wish to peruse the truth Out from where it lies dormant; torn. His manuscript of life ...

So, take me to that place Where the grass is green as youth And the rhythm of a seashell, is perfect as a breath Where the river sings as freely, ...

I just felt like writing a poem A chance to let my mind roam Past the window, out to the sky To the land up there, in my mind's eye. ...

(oh, scribbled something down during class. critiques are more than welcomed ^^ ) Pretty little mongrels how beautiful you are with your pretty little brains with your pretty little eyes. ...

A Study of Birds The businesslike crows in their black suits and black ties hop from the ground to the sidewalk, their beady black eyes inspecting the asphalt before they ...

i wish we could hold hands dance in a cirlce kiss me i love you

Every time I suffer it feels like forever. Every time I suffer you are playing and moving around freely. Everytime I suffer every minute feels like it goes on forever ...

Tribute to Breathing Checking out of routine I postpone the hour to dream. At about eleven thirty; Dark, cold, night; Only streets streaming light. Walking out to the gate, Prepared, ...

[pre]Love: the paradox that in the telling you have to lie in order to tell the truth; love that it is a good way to show the world as it ...

The sky flashes Zeus’s golden lightning. The sky flashes Zeus’s golden lightning. Each bolt torments the testy rippling wave. The blinding streamers burst streaks of whitening through space. Every