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    "cherished innocence" a romantic beauty to the

    way she looked a sweet cherished innocence to her and i was moved in ways that changed me i was a different man in her delicate hands spent that summer chasing rainbows at her side fishing for lovely stars in the milky way at night and puddle surfing in sweet summer rain on lazy...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Aug 8

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    Doe A deer, a female deer.

    Ray A hunter, with a gun.
    PinkP0werRanger PinkP0werRanger 26-30, F 1 Response Jul 30

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    the best often die by their own hand just to

    get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody would ever want to get away from them
    Anconia Anconia 26-30, M Jul 26

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      When I die My atoms will come

    undone I'' ll be space dust, once again The wind will carry me Scatter me everywhere Like dandelions in springtime I'' ll visit worlds and alien moons It will be so damn poetic Until I land on Your sandwich. By Zag
    RickiChickie RickiChickie 46-50, F 4 Responses Jul 20

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    50 Shades Without the Grey!!

    Crack the whip tie me down have me completely gagged and bound Spank me flog me anything you say please please please Sir i will never disobey Chain me rope me as you wish upside down or even in a twist Cane me bite me fill out your desire please please please Sir before this...
    AnnahSubmissivecumslut212 AnnahSubmissivecumslut212 22-25, F 6 Responses Sep 21, 2012

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    If I Could Have One Wish...

    If I could have one wish...any wish at all... I would wish for it to always stay fall. Where I could get lost in the stunning colors galore... A vision that my heart truly adores. Where I can jump into a sea of leaves anytime I choose. And play and laugh and be thoroughly...
    KassieKat KassieKat 46-50, F 3 Responses Apr 11, 2013

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    This is my favorite poem: Go to sleep

    and close your eyes, And dream of broken butterflies That tore their wings against a thorn. You know the pain that they have endured Silver metal shine so bright Scarlet blood that feels so right. Dream of that blood trickling down, And wake up just before you drown. The...
    GabriellaFae GabriellaFae 13-15, F 2 Responses Jun 26

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    http://i.imgur.com/5eGobL9.

    pngthis is my last refugea place to lay; to thinkabout tomorrowthen yesterdaythinking is all i’m good for, anywaythese gates stay openthey no longer closerust has turned them oldamongst the smog; regressionprogress is nothing of the likethese stonesthis soilthis carpet of...
    rob2728 rob2728 46-50, M Jul 27

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    The Oceans Shore

    The Oceans Shore By Cookie As I walk along the oceans shore The feeling of peace, longing for more As I sit upon soft wet sand The gentle waves, touch my hand This Aura of wonder and tranquility Stretching as far as my eyes can see Watching the reflections move with the...
    Lostnalone22 Lostnalone22 31-35, F 1 Response Oct 11, 2013

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    There's a dream in you

    and me only butterfly soft then big eye, a thought. I play you Mozart and Bach and pick you flowers, cheerful and gentle. Yellow and blue and purple stick, I write for you A caring verse, a verse against your heart to keep. Because human, yes you, I like you...
    TheStoryman TheStoryman 36-40, M 2 Responses Jan 19

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    Unending Love I seem to have loved you in

    numberless forms, numberless times... In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, forever. Whenever I hear...
    booklover4ever booklover4ever 18-21, F Jul 13

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    It's Not The Way Love Goes.

    If you love me, prove it to me daily; without inconsistency. I never asked for flowers, I just want the warmth of your embrace. I could never be the girl in your dreams, but you know I am here to wipe your tears. If you love me, show me that I'm wrong, coz I've been dying for...
    FreeyourSoul FreeyourSoul 22-25, F 5 Responses Nov 14, 2013

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    Why Can't I Remember To Forget

    I meant to never give it another thought Holding on to you so tightly as we danced The sweet sound of you singing in my ear It seems I forgot to forget   I was determined to never look into your eyes again If I never look you can't make me weak in the knees My...
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Jan 22, 2012

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    I crave not for any gold ruby

    or diamond! The only treasure grown in my possession are smiles, my fashion! Please, give me a reason: - 3,..2,..:1(clap) ! -Action!!
    laughingsoul laughingsoul 41-45, F Jun 29

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    For JS: Sweet Embrace............X

    You need a hug, Come here; put your head on my chest. I will play with your hair, You can listen to my heartbeat I hold you tight; no one can hurt you now. You take a deep breath in and relax in my embrace.   My heart beats, just for you, your fears subside. I can...
    TheStoryman TheStoryman 36-40, M 2 Responses Dec 2, 2013

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    cindymariee cindymariee 46-50, F 2 Responses Aug 2

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    Roses are red. Violets are blue.

    God made us beautiful. But WHAT THE **** HAPPEN TO YOU! (Yea I know mean right but you have to admit that's some funny **** right there haha!)
    Keanureaves Keanureaves 16-17, M 1 Response Jul 26

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    READ VERY CAREFULLY AND REMEMBER THIS.

    .............xIf no one hears from you;if no one knows of you,Surely you can’t lose anythingand no one can forget you.If no one loves you;if no one ever touches you,Surely no one can betray your trustand no one can forsake you.It's as simple as that:It is you, only you;and...
    TheStoryman TheStoryman 36-40, M 4 Responses Jan 15

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    The Princess.......

    She will become my queen of hearts She is the Princess in my hands She is the blood through my veins, the wind in my hair. Candlelight and champagne, as the sun sets orange. I give her a red rose, a rose for her, because she is so beautiful. Winter, autumn, spring and...
    TheStoryman TheStoryman 36-40, M 4 Responses Nov 14, 2013

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    "the morning found her" the morning found

    her and in its sweet light i lay enchanted by her and all she was to me gently cradled in my arms there was an elegant soft eternity in her voice there was a thousand summer days in the sweetness of her lips there were breathless nights in the warm perfection of her arms i lost...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 2 Responses Aug 5

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    Ships that pass in the night,

    and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. (Longfellow) It sort of defines Experience Project.
    rob2728 rob2728 46-50, M Aug 1

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    Black~ To Me Most Kind And Peaceful

    Many people said ' white is positive, bright all goodness' they may be right. But I can't stop to wonder What if black Is one great answer? Why should I avoid it turn my back to black this wonderful joy? True, it has no light but near by any colour brings out the best...
    laughingsoul laughingsoul 41-45, F 4 Responses Feb 6, 2013

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    brittle are the hands

    that had been set out waiting facing up. ashes are these tears that failed to fill your empty cup. slower beats the heart within the black birds cage. funny how my smile so quickly turns to rage. tattered all about me are the clothes you made me wear. wounded is this body from...
    Anujk8 Anujk8 26-30, M Jul 26

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    Flowers by your bedside never looked less alive

    than you. Like them we are plucked from parts of an earth and forced to live somewhere new. Beautiful you, seen by many and understood by few. ***poem was written by Garret Rapp of the Color Morale, this poem belongs to him, I just really wanted to share it with all of you...
    janedeuxtrois janedeuxtrois 18-21, F 2 Responses Mar 27

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    Hey, for those of you

    who like dark poetry and art it would be great if you checked out my work and told me what you think. http://laila12345.deviantart.com/gallery/
    Theworldismyhell Theworldismyhell 13-15, F 1 Response Jul 23

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    We were, we are, we will be together.

    In pieces, in moments, in blinks, in dreams. Mario Benedetti
    breathingeasy breathingeasy 41-45, M 2 Responses May 2

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    'When days are hard and nights are tough - When

    rivers course their journey rough - I long to wake and wait a while To see her sleep, and watch her smile. It wouldn't matter what's outside - No wind-whipped world or raging tide, Nor pain or loss or duty, debt, Could bend or break our safety net. I'd dream to wake and rise...
    musicismymedicine musicismymedicine 26-30, M 3 Responses Jun 23

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    There are still traces of her moisture,

    Her scents fill my loneliness, In my bed , Her silhouette remains imprinted Like a promise To fill in the brief space where she is not any longer. Will she return ? No one knows, Neither I know the next day what she would do. Break all my schemes, She does not...
    breathingeasy breathingeasy 41-45, M 2 Responses 5 days ago

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    I knew a boy who liked to draw,

    He drew pictures that nobody saw. He was most artistic late at night, In the bathroom out of sight. He kept a secret no one knew, He didn't tell a soul his gallery grew. His drawings were different, no paper or pen. But needed a bandage now and again. We stood by the river under...
    CoyFaceMaster CoyFaceMaster 13-15, F Apr 8

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    "she dreams" she gathered up the fragile

    flowers carried them softly as a child in the stillness of late summer air with a gentle song rolling slowly through her heart a memories palace where her heart often goes a beautiful place where love could have thrived where she sits by the cool waters of the coin fountain...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 1 Response a week ago

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    Friends Are Life's Gift Of Love

    If people like me didn't know people like you ,Life would lose its meaning and its richness , too.For the friends that we make are life's gift of love ,And I think friends are right from heaven above.   And thinking of you somehow makes me feel          That God is love...
    sweetme6222 sweetme6222 51-55, F 3 Responses Jul 23, 2012

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    Friends

                                           Why God Gave Us Friends                               GOD knew that everyone needs                                     Companionship and...
    sweetme6222 sweetme6222 51-55, F 9 Responses Apr 25, 2012

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    A Moment Of Inspiration

    Stars shine intensely in the night Darkness overwhelms the light Seasons bring different display Venus emerges on the summer phrase In a universe immeasurably vast Seeing apparent order inspires hope life will last Sometimes in contrast to the structure A moment occurs that...
    startingpointguard33 startingpointguard33 26-30, M 1 Response Jun 17, 2012

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    Touch me, doesn't matter where

    and doesn't matter how. I need to know I’m still alive, so someone touch me now. Shake my hand and say hello or pat me on the back. Kiss me on the cheek, that I may feel this sense I lack. Slap my face and pull my hair. Make me bleed I just dont care. Dig your nails into...
    Goliath2014 Goliath2014 41-45, M 1 Response Aug 6

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    "magic potions" as the sky closed daylight

    away her magic box came out a few loose threads soon wound themselves into carriages fleet of foot on the forever road delivering love and quick boys with with stout hearts and steel eyed resolve a few loose potions spilled and away flew mysterious birds loosed upon the bright...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Aug 6

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    You Just Might Be The One

    You may be the one Who immediately caught my attention Left me feeling enchanted I thought you were an angel I thought there was a kindness Someone showed me I was wrong You might be the one   You may be the one who captivated me with your ways How I was...
    deleted deleted 26-30 7 Responses Dec 12, 2011

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    Where Do I Belong

    I lie awake and wonder why. why am i left alone inside? i feel that no matter what, i am doomed to live an abnormal life. it doesn't matter how many friends i have. or how my life is at home. i will always feel inferior to the beauty in life three fold. forever in someone...
    Allwaysthink825 Allwaysthink825 22-25, F 4 Responses Sep 10, 2013

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    Rudyard Kipling - If

    If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being...
    marklovescoffee marklovescoffee 46-50, M Jan 30, 2013

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    rainfall, beating the ground,

    slowly pecking the eyes of rocks, lightning drilling a old oak tree in half, ants scurrying away from the drops of death, worms rolling ecstatically in the sweet zesty murky mud, grass screaming,begging for sunlight,
    eatthekids1stplease eatthekids1stplease 18-21, M Jul 19

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    Fallen blank and jones This fallen you feel

    connected to you need them to fill this hole that is never ending only they can help relieve the pain nothing will understand but this.....this fallen who's very wants are denied to suffer in silence to wish to be one of us forced to stand by us protect us only for it to be...
    laten14 laten14 13-15, F Jun 24

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    Pablo Neruda (1904-1973)"Los Enigmas"(published

    in the collection Canto General, 1950; translated by Robert Bly)You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there withhis golden feet?I reply, the ocean knows this.You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparentbell? What is it waiting for?I tell you it is waiting...
    AldousHuxtable AldousHuxtable 41-45, M 1 Response Jul 6

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    "The Man Who Thinks He Can"

    If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don't. If you'd like to win but you think you can't, It's almost a cinch you won't. If you think you'll lose, you're lost, For out of the world we find Success begins with a fellow's will...
    lonewanderer lonewanderer 22-25, M 5 Responses Mar 15, 2008

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    Give a little bit Give a little bit of you're

    heart to me Live a little bit Please Just thank God that you're better
    SoulInfluence SoulInfluence 22-25, M Aug 14

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    Something to Think 'bout

    This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best poem, written by an African kid.........amazing thought!!! When I born, I Black, When I grow up, I Black, When I go in Sun, I Black, When I scared, I Black, When I sick, I Black, And when I die, I still black.. And you...
    zecchini zecchini 22-25, F 4 Responses Aug 28, 2007

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    "my love my love" iv written a thousand love

    letters to you with my fingers on your bare skin written a thousand love poems to you with my lips caressing an epic love story with every with every smile we have shared a love song with every tender embrace iv written them with the magic i feel simply holding your hand iv...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Aug 11

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    This poem makes so much sense to me!

    I don't know why I haven't heard it before, and yesterday was the first time I came across it. http://youtu.be/dtoxycwRF40
    mypoorheart mypoorheart 22-25, F 3 Responses Jun 27

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    I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chatted all

    the way; But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow; And ne’er a word said she; But, oh! The things I learned from her, When Sorrow walked with me. --Robert Browning Hamilton
    Anconia Anconia 26-30, M Jul 24

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    My story, out of my reach

    but in the palm of her hands My story, written by someone else with tears of blood My story, written by her The one who mends The one who can destroy, the one who can cut She is the one who has my all The one who has my heart The one who can make me rise The one who can make me...
    WarriorLEHP WarriorLEHP 18-21, F Jun 30

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    Unclothed, you are true,

    like one of your hands, lissome, terrestrial, slight, complete, translucent, with curves of moon, and paths of apple-wood: Unclothed you are as slender as a nude ear of corn. Undressed you are blue as Cuban nights, with tendrils and stars in your hair, undressed you are wide...
    breathingeasy breathingeasy 41-45, M 2 Responses Apr 5

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    I see you, not as words —
not a single

    quote
or chapter — but as
an unfolding story. 

And I love reading the story
that you are — but even more,
I relish being part of it.
And in the end, even if I

am but a bit player
in your epic drama, I hope
I made a difference.
If I scar your soul...
    chasingekjx chasingekjx 22-25, F Jun 26

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    Shel Silverstein - Nobody

    "Nobody" Nobody loves me, Nobody cares, Nobody picks me peaches and pears, Nobody offers me candy and Cokes, Nobody listens and laughs at my jokes. Nobody helps when i get in a fight, Nobody does all my homework at night. Nobody misses me, Nobody cries, Nobody...
    quietbeauty quietbeauty 31-35, F 3 Responses Nov 4, 2009

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    Home is an illusion .

    ... Imagination something I made up to comfort me when I feel misplaced and lonely something to look forward to returning to after a long day of the norm home is where I feel wanted and dont feel as though I have to hide WHO I truly am but in courage to embrace who I am
    laten14 laten14 13-15, F Jun 24

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    "it wasnt really god calling" the phone

    rang middle of the night it was god calling but hung up got the answering machine if only but what could you say anyway ask to do differently unweave one strand of the worlds tapestry undo one space and place in time surrender the whole for one fragile moment but you would say...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 1 Response Aug 13

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