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posted by r260897
dear herat please come back
to your love who is still waiting
who still has hope in hart-, hart
tears in eyes but smile on lips
people ask why do i smile?
but do i need a reason?
now my tounge forgot all taste except salty
taste of nasty salty yet delicious tears
with all my tears
i sollowed all my glooms
but come back i need you
can u crush your feelings, my feelings, our feelings?
i was your crush can u crush me now?
night and days are one for me
all time i spend in waiting for you, tears shed along
come back let single one remain in my eyes
i plead u to come back
with all my love and......what was it??
yeah that of my SMILE
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added by ShiningsTar542
Under the Mirabeau Bridge there flows the Seine
Must I recall
Our loves recall how then
After each sorrow joy came back again

Let night come on bells end the day
The days go door me still I stay

Hands joined and face to face let’s stay just so
While underneath
The bridge of our arms shall go
Weary of endless looks the river’s flow

Let night come on bells end the day
The days go door me still I stay

All love goes door as water to the sea
All love goes by
How slow life seems to me
How violent the hope of love can be

Let night come on bells end the day
The days go door me still I stay

The days the weeks pass door beyond...
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posted by sawfan13
A beautiful bride awaits for her groom
Doesn't mind if he's a tad late
They did plan too early though
Made everything go faster.
Hours and hours went by
Making the bride nervous and nervous
But seeing her fiance's new beau
Made this woman go madder and madder.
The church a block away
The bride stomped and stomped as she walked
Looking through the sacred glass windows
Of seeing the devil she once loved.
She stalked them to their honeymoon
As the new couple found out to be their last
In her beautiful white wedding dress
Turned red door 1:00am that night.
The volgende dag the neighbors of the hotel room were worried...
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posted by sawfan13
Go ahead
Hate me
I don't care anymore

Go ahead
Beat me
I don't hurt anymore

You think your stronger
You think you're meer powerful
But you're not

I have confidence
I have love
I have a heart
I have something that u can never break

I am not glass
I am not plastic
I will not cover for you
You have hurt me too much

You led me towards harm
For many years now
I felt like I porcelin doll
But I am a woman now
You cannot break me

You can't change me
You can't break me
You're weak and powerless

You're words may hurt
You're words may cut me
You're hands may harm me
But never break me

I haven't quite found love yet
I know this...
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posted by ShiningsTar542
What would u do if u once slept then woke..?
Took a look at your mirror, and stared at the reflection of yourself, then cried?


There is the vraag inside u makes u scream, and say....
"Who could I be?"
"Who could I be?"

Am I still who I was of I spleet, split into two?

And then... yeah then.....?!

You the fellow in the mirror, please tell me who I am. Just explain to me how I feel, happiness? Sadness? of soreness?

Whenever, lots of things of our life instilled within our confusions, and here we survive, we still satisfied. Back and forth.



What would u do if u slept then woke...?
And found out...
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Source: Me
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sylvia plath
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posted by bookworm103
Hope u like it, that it speaks to you, invites you, whoever u are.





I may only be One Voice,

But my One Voice is important because without my One Voice we could never have one million Voices.

my one Voice stands for ME.
what I think.
what I believe in.
and who I am.

My Voice is unique
But so is every other Voice
and every Voice is important*

So let your Voice be heard, be One in a million Voices












*not part of the original poem:

Important because millions of voices can create a defaning roar.
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Source: me
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Source: me
posted by partypony
The temperature was only one degree
A twelve-year old girl who’s nice and friendly
Went to Central park, skipping blissfully
Once there, she fed damp ducks and sneaky squirrels
She met the little girl, sitting on barrels
They talked while the ducks went swimming
They read while the squirrels went hoarding
Everything was as peaceful as a tree

Until darkness fell

When swiftly, the wind whispered in their ear
The little girl looked up, putting down her book
The other girl shot her a quizzical look
A hoard of monsters came out of the shadows
At last free of their prison, the Dark Meadows
They charged and...
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posted by juicyjossy9
Dying
To
Live


Tell me this, would u miss it,
trying on another face again to see if it's you
And wondering where you've been
and where you're gonna find yourself
before the night is through

I know the way u go
cos I've been the same for too long
Like I'm fearful that my choices are all wrong
I know the way u go
cos I've lived your life of make believe
Dying to live

Tell me this, is it lonely in the shadow of a masquerade for life u hide behind
What's the deal with your reasons to run away
and let your feelings leave u undefined

I know the way u go
cos I've been the same for too long
Like I'm fearful...
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Source: mimi