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words i cannot sp...

poem by Brianna Miller

i’ve written a poem about him, and him but not one for you, yet, there is so much i long to say to you: i want to go back back to the days when we were stupid and naive and not cruel to each other, sunlight dancing thr... Read more

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for pumpkin:

poem by Brianna Miller

ripped from my hands as i gently pet your favorite spot, your frail legs twitching, head nuzzled into my hair, unable to keep it held yourself heavy breathing, i wrap you in your blanket, like a diaper and to try to keep yo... Read more

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I'm Tired of thes...

poem by msbellepoetry43

I AM TIRED of these TEARS, I just want to MOVE ON!! I AM not going through this AGONY AGAIN, So, therefore I AM GONE!!!! I HAVE shed many of TEARS; I HAVE gone through so MUCH SORROW; I felt like there was NO HOPE, I'm look... Read more

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Help me...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Uneasy with being too happy...because for me I knew that soon it would end.. My head was a tangle of emotions...trying to smile, and sadly pretend.. nobody knew of my problems inside...my secrets I just couldn't confide.. I was a ... Read more

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FIX YOUR TONE

poem by msbellepoetry43

Your VOICE BOUNCING OFF WALLS Like BELLS RINGING IN YOUR HEAD!! You are so LOUD that you could WAKE UP THE DEAD!! WHY are you SHOUTING, do you have to be so LOUD?? You Making a BIG SCENE, ESPECIALLY AROUND CROWDS!! You're g... Read more

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My Whole Life's L...

poem by msbellepoetry43

(R&B Version) I feel so (Torn) inside, Especially, (When I see U.) I must be honest with myself,   I am (Officially Missing You,) I don't know why, I just do.  I feel like crying out,  I feel like taking off. But, (... Read more

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Tell me why...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Why wasn't it important...to let me know why?.. I wanted my mum...each night I would cry... Why was I here?...what did I do wrong?... I wanted to go home....that's where I belong... Fazakerley cottage homes...a place for children... Read more

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Brothers...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Mike, Billy, and my youngest brother Paul... It's been many, many years...now sadly I don't know you three at all.. With my fading memories of growing up...as us four young Kirkby lads.. ..and eventually I did find out...that we h... Read more

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Anonymous Kiss

poem by Paige Mawbey

Vile bodies of broken camaraderie In cold blood I buried my past in the mud vile bodies trapped thinking about their last dying wish Bodies of soldiers who are going to be dearly missed Beloved vile bodies that started to peel,... Read more

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Memory

poem by Alice inwonderland

I went to a place in my dream I'm sure that I was dead A place filled with dewdrops of lavender from a bed of rosehips A broken stone wall I climbed upon, the sun shining so gently through the vines To barely touch my cheek but ... Read more

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Pinch

poem by Siren Song

It barely hurts, I promise She brushes my hair from my face Just a quick pinch, then it’s over A pinch how hard? Do you want me to show you? Yes Later, holding completely still while a nice young woman delivers three shots ... Read more

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BEULAH LAND

poem by Kenvil Atkins

BEULAH LAND By Kenvil Atkins BEULAH LAND Oh beautiful St. Lucia Island in the sun I did not leave because I hated thee You are dear to me like a cup of cool Clearwater But the pioneer spirit would not let me be It's in ... Read more

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Can't Last

poem by Rhys Thomas

I’m trying my best to stick around But it’s getting harder every day The nights are getting longer And the light is fading fast I don’t know how much longer I can last I feel so tired all of the time I don’t want to fa... Read more

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THE VOW...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'm getting "leathered" again....but I don't know why.. why does he hurt me?....why make me cry?... What did I do wrong, to deserve that leather belt?.. didn't he even care...about the pain that I felt?.. Didn't he feel guilty, f... Read more

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You just need to ...

poem by Rhys Thomas

What a nice guy to have around Pin me to the ground As a person, he's not that poor Throw me right out, through the door Give him a second chance He's not that bad really Oh, Clearly - Just need to get to know him? Why are... Read more

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Flo

poem by Rachel M

They say you don’t really die Until the last time someone thinks of you As I lie awake at night And a single tear rolls down my cheek I smile to think that you’ll be alive At least as long as I Read more

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YOUR LAUGH...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I still hear your lovely voice...every now, and then... whispering quietly in my ear...time, and time again... I keep thinking that I'm mistaken...but your words are so very clear... calling out my name mum,...makes me feel that y... Read more

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DIFFERENT...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"At fourteen I was the only one in our road..without a man I needed to call dad.. I always knew that I was different...and it made me so fuckin' MAD!.. but when I found out the truth...no, it didn't make me feel sad.. just knowing ... Read more

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The last few mont...

poem by Anthony Blake

Butterfly woman Lemonade & blood stained floors Sour reunion Girl full of honey Wake before the rain of hurt Rise above sorrow Nine lives aren’t enough Many meetings, many lives Gone, lifted away A life gone astray I... Read more

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Stop

poem by Rhys Thomas

Some days it hurts my heart Sometimes I want to become road art Today I nearly did And if I had Would I stop feeling sad? I often wonder what's for the best To go on fighting or give it a rest Around the corner is just anothe... Read more