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Perhaps I will close my eyes and dream in silence a nd alone...I might drag my fingers through grass a nd then I'll want to kiss you and stay there. ...

So wait, the father doesn't want the son to fight but the son is going to anyways? Apart from that part these are really great poems!!! I love them :D. ...

I was on a plane getting ready to take off, the course set for somewhere far from my homeland, California. That was all the rage back in Cali , but ...

Waltzing gracefully in the fields , d rinking in the morning sun. Mr. Darcy, a llow me to recapture y our good opinion, I hope it is not lost forever. ...

“Erin Randall, please stop giving goo-goo eyes to that boy and pay attention to the front of the class. Sure, everyone in the world probably knew I did, but that ...

You are a coward, you are scared , y ou are disgraceful, you are their slave . You are becoming what I fear most , t hey once oppressed, now ...

*Feels the need to rip into shreds* I shall now point out everything that bothers me (even the tiniest bit) in this piece. I bowed my head over my book, ...

Mia sat beside me blabbering away about some science test she was sure she’d fail , which I was sure she wouldn't as she practically lived and breathed science. I ...

First of all I love your siggie, it's so true :) Head bent, winding what's winding for? a mix of tears and leaves. Tumbling softly to a dusty earth. Swept ...

So polite so strong, It should be "So polite, So strong." Fore I shall grant it For, not Fore. The end of this poem was surprising. It was wonderful!! I ...

Wow, I haven't been on here in a while.....but I need to know what you think about this piece....have at it! My body lies under the dirt , a corpse, ...

I lie in wait for something grand , a feeling greater than this sensation , p ulsing through my veins . My body trembles at your fingers touch . Flesh ...

Adrenalin e pulsing in my veins Splat. Hee hee, this is kind of funny. Images. Smiling, laughing, blood dripping from their hands Images. Smiling, laughing, blood dripping from their hands. ...

The alien; The monster. The Misfit; t he liar. Faded eyes and stormy skies . Lowly shadows, a nd twisted lies. The story that was never told . Forgotten, abandoned; ...

Cold fingers traveled the length of her bronzed narrow waist, an innocent mind becomes trapped with only a touch of his velvety soft kiss, his pure white fangs draw down ...