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You had to leave one day..
.on a day i truly loved.
Now i don't like this day..
..becuase you left your hometown
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by XoxoCandyKissesxoxo
at 2008-12-21 |
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The raindrops that fell last night
reminded me of those times
right now everything is chaotic and a mess
i thought that everything will be alright just laughing away the problems and making our days
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by Rain
at 2009-08-05 |
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Having fun is too hard to grasp a hold of.
Being hurt is unfair and unchosen faith.
Having friends can burn your blood to a boil.
Being seen can make you ostracized.
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by My Broken Element of Love
at 2009-06-07 |
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In the Beginning.
Never knowing why.
Why we are put here.
Why are pushed away.
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by Herb Jones
at 2008-10-23 |
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As I lay dying
I want you to know
That time is always flying
This, you surely know
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by The Raven
at 2009-07-29 |
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Confession 1: my wrists are cut.
confession 2:i didnt mean to
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by Her sweet deathwish
at 2008-10-23 |
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It was all a mess that you could not sort trough.
Not knowing who to believe, with parts of lies and pieces of the truth.
I was stuck in a state of tears and frustration
Angered at you and the whole situation
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by TH3 QU33N
at 2008-10-23 |
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All I can say is wow...
It's funny how things change in time, people
people who you thought you knew
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by AllThesePeopleDrinkinLoversSpit
at 2008-10-23 |
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You My Friend Are Worthy,
Of The Land We Walk On.
And I Don't Know How I'll Breathe,
After You Are Gone.
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by AsSilenceProvails
at 2008-10-23 |
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I live a broken life,,
'Coz da dhits my mum,,
Mum screams n shouts,,
Then goes and gets the gun..
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by AsSilenceProvails
at 2008-10-23 |
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You can no longer be my friend
I thought this would take longer to end
I want my love for you to end but not friendship, not this way
Someone told me we cant be friends today
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by Young Poet
at 2008-10-23 |
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Someday,somehow,somewhere...
i'll be gone and destiny wouldnt allow me to stay..
there are words left unspoken,
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by Angelicafelices
at 2008-10-23 |
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I should know when I love someone, I know I love you.
My heart hasn't endured much pain.
For its only endured the love of a few; and only endured to gain.
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by Joy
at 2008-10-23 |
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Why do you even bother?
The snowflakes now cover o'er your soul.
My darling dearest, don't you see?
'but Jack Frost with eyes of coal.
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by Backwards Hourglass
at 2009-08-08 |
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In the blink of eye she is gone,
There one minute and gone the next,
Taken from the ones she loves,
By a stranger with a cold stone heart.
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by Tara Kay
at 2009-05-27 |
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Never regret
what i do, because
whats done is there forever:
it Marks like a scar
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by Ruth
at 2009-07-17 |
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Angelical Child, with tears in her eyes,
Near and far you'll hear her aching cries,
God watches from above as she lays,
Easing her pain may take many days.
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by Tara Kay
at 2009-05-27 |
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Oh, sickness creeping in my head;
build up this fire, and build it high.
Watch it rising to the stars,
just so that we can watch the sky.
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by Backwards Hourglass
at 2009-01-20 |
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*This poem stemmed from something I witnessed today. A car accident. Read the poem, it'll tell you what happened.*
I heard your car speed past my house,
and I wondered what made such a noise.
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by BREE aw NUHH
at 2009-03-29 |
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I've heard some say it's too late,
but then again people say a lot.
There's this old saying I once knew,
it's just something I've always forgot.
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by Mandy
at 2009-04-13 |
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Outside calm and collected
While inside falling apart
Not showing any signs
Of a broken heart
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by AshleyMarie
at 2008-11-06 |
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Author's Note:
I'm not really sure what this poem is about. It's kind of about a heart that was broken and now is so confused, that the feelings and emotions within her heart no longer spill out on paper.. instead all that remains is a blank piece of paper with no ink on it. It may sound like a poem about writer's block. Interpret as you wish. (:
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by Leap Of Faith aka Temps
at 2008-10-23 |
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Standing with a number taped to my chest
on the auction block, as the sheep line up
to bid on the remains of a compromise.
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by 4 track demo
at 2008-11-18 |
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My paper may be white, and my pen holds nightly black ink,
I write the truth of my inside and out, as easy as I blink.
There was never a poem or story I told, that wasn't what was real,
I never faked a word about how I truly feel.
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by The Angel of Secrets
at 2009-02-05 |
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Don't you shoot, don't you shoot
the one-thing you love,the absolute
just if you shout loud enough
to shake the walls of what's rough
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by BroKen Wing
at 2009-02-15 |
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