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Why did summer have to go?It will come back, that I just seems like so long ago.All of my sleeping in lateIt's gone for the year,I'll wake up to nagging ...

The walrus sings at midnight,in a shiny moon-shot glade.And though the notes are gentle,they tell a romancing escapade.A girl once love a lad here,A love so young and true.He sang ...

Your eyes bring me down as I stumble on your words.I can't help when you only tell me of my worth.You beat yourself up, but yet, you're the best person ...

Spoiler! : Now... I know it kind of sucks, but I've done some renovation and forgot about the version on here, using the old piece I had created on Word, ...

I understand your pain,after reading my last post, this should feel like a rather great gain.I'm informing you now,for the bravest of us all,I still will try, until I prevail ...

Love.A word that is strong.Hate.A word that is thrown.Fear.A word that is dead.Best.A word that is only.Rest.A word that is slept.Look.A word that is told.Hear.A word that is yelled.We are ...

Lips of blue and yellow,cups of nectar sweet;standing on green stilts,blooming with intensity.Lovely and powerful,they stand in the rain,collecting the water;beauty in nature's glory.Patches of them g

Beautiful--in the light,on the contrary.Scorned quickly to dirt,burned silent to a speck,barriers of emptiness remain,nothing left intact.Smoldering dances,involuntary; you're pulled in,rays of light,

All overthe skies arefilled with dewstricken windsthat slap myface with icybitterness.Your eyesflash with bypassing streetlights; dazzlingas they areregularlythey take meby surprise.Frozen shardsof li

Okay, this needs a little help. Tear it up!A small hand,Holding Daddy's tightAs they cross the street.The trust the hand projectsMakes him want to tear upOut of love,he knows it ...

We were in chat, and I decided to write in haikus... This is something I spun up, quickly and talented-ly. (lol) I think Sare's a beast,we all know it's true, ...

"Breathe, Bonnie,"Oh yeah, air.I let myself inhale;ecstasy at last.Somehow forgotten and freakishly foreign,the air's redemption is my reminder.I had a promise broken,it's pieces like shards of glass,

Antidisesta-blishmentarianist, apointless but long noun.

I live a lie - a constant dream,a hope of something daftly supreme.Some day I will see it again,the truth that held me in the wind.A mask of current gossip ...

My writing, so vague, it catches the eyea small but clearly written lie-its heart cold and barren white,the master of false alibi.A cactus sitting in the dirttear stains on my ...

I'm not really sure what this is,but it's hitting me hardon the chest, not evenheeding my cries.Tearing me up,this one little feeling,one little doubtin the back of my mind.The tiny ...

'Tis the Lone-Star State that I love so,and I'm not one to speak,but this Lone-Star State that I speak ofdoesn't have consistency.'Twas yesterday, I reckon so,that the sun shone down ...

My dear,I see we've come to an invisible agreement.You keep your boundaries;I'll keep mine.Or so I thought.Now you've stepped in and you're taking my life,my mind has shattered under your ...

I'm the one who's bright,who's always happy.I'm the one who's got something to a classroom full of emptiness-I sit at the back,hand straight up,with an answer.I'm always ready.Someone's exemplary is ...

Small, gray cloudinnocent, sits and looksa sullen thingpitiful and sad.All alone, no friends.A small, gray cloud.

Silly boy.You make me smile and laughbut you don't seewhat's in frontof friends sayit's obviousthatit's there.I don't see it.It's just you.And now.I'm tripping againandI like youmorethan I originally

A monster consumes eyeswith a fiery hate.Instead of bloodthere is water,it's forced out--gallons,a single tear.Fire spreadsthrough a crowdin whispers thatprotrudeyour common sense--ears burnt by a mon

I'm watching himfrom behind a window.His smilefake to meI see the thoughts nowthat I didn't before.His mindan open barricadeof plans--he will break hearts.I try to press up fartherto see betterbut ...

He plays guitar quietlyacross the linethat separates usand connects ustogetherat 4 a.m.I listen--it's weird,because I'm not talkinglike I usually donon-stop.The repetitive twang of stringssoft and car

I've found what no one else has:a human lifejacket.I know I love him-- maybe,but I've gone without him before.We were once somethingbut it diminishes slower than everthe emerald memories fadeicy ...

I:The chattering hallwayears charred by heated conversationsit's crowdedbut I'm empty and barren,as is where I walk.There's meand the blanched tile,it's corroded by feet that scuff its very existence

A young girlhides a secret kissbehind her left ear--she folds it in--weaved between strands of hair.Passionate, late night kiss,found by the strong boy who loves her most--he holds her protectivelyoh-