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Shed your skin and show me the scars that line it, In such a way as leaves us both speechless. I left the words behind with my innocence, so did ...

A picture's worth a thousand words is what they say, or so I've heard. But think of myth, of ancient scripture a word can paint a thousand pictures. "Beauty" to ...

What are we holding within our embrace? A fragment of heaven, marooned in this place. A tiny matchstick to begin with a spark, a small, warming fire to thaw our ...

I find myself sitting in the dark , my door is locked , the curtains are down . I know what I 've done as sharp shooting pain(not really working ...

"Because I was crying, crying softly While you sang for one last time You stood in front of us And shared your feelings with the world. So now we were ...

This is a lovely poem for it's style. I liked it- a lot. I think you displayed the feeling really great- and the last line was genius. But one question ...

I hate to do that, but I have to say it: I just didn't like it. I felt like you're not even trying, writing two lines then just writing the ...

Amazing work, C! I loved the part: "I tried to find Myself, But all I saw Were fractured pieces- Fragments." This was my favorite stanza, it's truly great. I loved ...

Old and worn, she looks in the mirror ; Beside it, in a golden frame, stands a beautiful face : Eyes, so full of dreams and hopes now tell a ...

I liked it greatly- it is a feeling shared by me(if I got what you're saying right)- we never manage to get ourselves properly- sometimes, we don't even know what's ...

Like sand through an hourglass, time is slipping away from me. It jumps and hops, and skips, and never seems to run smooth anymore. It fades in and out, grey ...

Some rhymes were too forced, and you missed a punctuation mark occasionally, but nothing serious enough to comorpmise this lovely poem. It obviously comes from a place of pain- and ...

No listening , No subtlety , No novelty - To be found here . No wondering , No pondering , No worrying - Nothing to fear . "Sit up straight!" ...

You said you loved me, like the rain in July. You said it was beautiful, when I drew your name on my heart. You said it didn't matter, when I ...

I do believe in magic, for example- this poem is magical I believe that this poem is amazing I believe you truly touched my soul I believe this poem is ...