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Thu Oct 25, 2018 1:04 am
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alliyah says...



there's something bitter about falling leaves
caught too quick in autumn wind;
they've lived their whole lives to change
and when they finally reveal
their flames in golden orange and crimson red,
they die, just when they've become
beautiful.
but i don't think i can ever love someone
who doesn't understand that teal
is a different color than dark cyan.


  





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Thu Jan 24, 2019 12:23 am
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PassionatePoet01 says...



Me.

No one sees.

No one knows.

Me.

My secret.

My scars.

My pain.

My mind.

Me.

I look in the mirror,

I don't see myself.

I am not who I was yesterday.

Eyes more tired.

The light no longer reflects within my eyes.

The scars are healing up, but they'll always be there.

I didn't think that I'd be who I am, today, yesterday.

Me...

I am like every single human being,

Ever-changing, every single day.

Tomorrow, I will not be the same as I was, today.

Maybe I will smile more.

I might smile less.

I don't know who I am, or who I will be, but I do know who I am.

I am, Me.



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Thu Jan 24, 2019 4:03 am
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fraey says...



icy//begin

the cold wind drew
a slight line across
their dry face.

the figure hummed
before releasing
a breath of air.

soon the sun will
shine and heat
the weather more.

maybe then they
could start on
their walk home.
i'm a slice away from falling to pieces,
each one tasting of a flavor from my youth,
when berries stuck between yellowed teeth
and the only worry was about missing a tv show.


previously concord, killeham, perks.
  





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Thu Jan 24, 2019 4:17 am
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alliyah says...



there's something sort of romantic
about poems that are never read,
messages trapped in bottles forever at sea,
letters turned to ash before they're addressed,
like the world kept a secret to herself
and thought it too precious
to tell another soul.
but i don't think i can ever love someone
who doesn't understand that teal
is a different color than dark cyan.


  





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Thu Jan 24, 2019 8:27 pm
fraey says...



she took a moment to speak,
to let a word fall from her
chapped lips from biting them,
her teeth yellowed by her love
of tea, but no air fell, and thus
she stayed, hovering in a
lost chance at a simple
conversation again.
i'm a slice away from falling to pieces,
each one tasting of a flavor from my youth,
when berries stuck between yellowed teeth
and the only worry was about missing a tv show.


previously concord, killeham, perks.
  








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