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what kind of life would this be without the vibrating hum of the white moon filling up the entire navy blue silence of the world when it all becomes just ...
Liz - Jan 4, 2005 - 4 min read
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I had to read The Hunchback for my AP Senior English class, and I rarely like books I'm assigned to read, so I didn't even consider liking this one. Even ...
DarkerSarah - Jan 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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hey baby I couldn't stop thinking about you last night [she smiles] about how much I love you and everything and how I realised that I don't [smile fades] because ...
Firestarter - Jan 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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Like a robe of darkness you're hidden from me even if I extract that magical feeling you used to give me float miles above the ground meet some stars maybe ...
Firestarter - Jan 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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children die, c'est la vie and dust blows across an empty yard. the black dog chews on a child-sized soccer ball, but no remonstrating voice echoes out across the silence. ...
faith - Jan 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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I never want to see you broken down and on your knees. It must have hurt, to know the star you wished on died a thousand years before you lived. ...
faith - Jan 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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Nothing
Wulie - Jan 3, 2005 - 1 min read
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(supposing life is inherently black, like the shadows od his hair) suppose life clicks into place on your lips and kills all colour - - the peachy pink of your ...
Liz - Jan 3, 2005 - 2 min read
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Posting in "Other" again, even after I was trying not to, LOL. Oh well. Happy New Year everyone! A few notes on my newest poem: When I use the word ...
bubblewrapped - Jan 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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I woke up with a start and looked around. Shaking my head, I laughed at how paranoid I was getting. I rolled back over and closed my eyes. As I ...
nickelpickle - Jan 2, 2005 - 2 min read
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Greed is a goblin, That washes over us, Leading us away from honesty And hard work And into cheating and caring Only for ourselves. Greed's clutches snatch At even the ...
nickelpickle - Jan 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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A storm is a powerful beast, Creating havoc and destroying All that lies in its path. But it creates a sense of wonder. Lightening touching down before your eyes, Just ...
nickelpickle - Jan 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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Laughter Laughter is a gift, Golden and good. It is something to be cherished, Forever and always. Laughter is the light that carries us Away from all sorrow.
nickelpickle - Jan 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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Thought that I would group a bunch of poems together:) The Fury of the Storm The storm clamored And as if in a flying rage, Roared through the quiet Bitter ...
nickelpickle - Jan 2, 2005 - 1 min read
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Yet another poem... Lies are like darkness, Enveloping us from the light, Hiding honest truths, From the most truthful and good person. A lie is like a knife, Used to ...
nickelpickle - Jan 2, 2005 - 1 min read