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Drink Coke and try again... Can't remember the last time you peered under a bottle cap and actually won. Glare at the receipt no refunds, no returns so shake the ...

It’s a double-shot espresso at midnight Where you filter my dreams into Have-beens and maybe-nots And I feel so alone It makes me shiver upanddown my spine The lone lines ...

she shushes in the dark shutting my mouth with a sweet cinnamon caress Rebel Rebel I want to whisper but she stops me at a glance in this sweet hot ...

Inspired by reading 'The Lost Years of Merlin Books' by T.A. Barron, specfically by the part when Merlin is on the stair going to the underworld and questioning everything. Mist ...

Stream of Conciousness Poetry that I'm trying my hand at. CL Words On the Wall - I cast out cast away like a broken children’s toy buried inside a hole ...

wrote this along time ago, I like the second one the best. any comments or critiques welcome. CL The Blue Rose Midnight I. in the blue rose midnight lightning flashes; ...

Everyone is ironic in the afterlife With Anubis and his Jackal Head cackling like a Pagan amidst A cauldron brew All flesh melts and its Just your soul Here For ...

I started this awhile back, at first it was me surfing on the internet and thinking...'hmmm that would be fun'. Then it was something I brought to school when I ...

“In With the Old” He looks at the girl Because she looks Nothing like Her. He holds the girl’s hand Because she doesn’t Feel the same. He believes the girl ...

I need help with this one, it doesn't flow right Drilled and invaded at the hands of hands unfit for invading; ones better left in the pockets of friendship not ...

I just had to write about this. I don't care if you like it or not, I dont' care if I spelt "amazed" wrong. I just don't care. I just ...

Thinking of you makes no sense, It's like waiting for rain in a drought, I can feel you coming closer, But then pass by so quickly. I can't end something, ...

You find the defects in others But can’t see the ones in yourself You try to make others think like you And only seem to make them angry You should ...

starstruck lovers in comets of beauty collide and explode and the rest of society is left to pick up the mangled pieces of broken hearts and stolen kisses. love is ...

A tall, thin man walked along the deck, the sound of his feet against the wood perhaps the only audible noise besides the light movement on the sails in the ...