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    And if you call me at 4am,

    too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that's okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my...
    angela9817 angela9817 16-17, F 1 Response Apr 10

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    Do not fall in love with people like me.

    I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand...
    smeckledorfed smeckledorfed 18-21, F 3 Responses Jul 10, 2014

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    cordialson88 cordialson88 26-30, M Apr 12

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    HOPE AND DESPAIRA Line-unit Palindrome PoemI

    waited.It was a long timeAgo.Many yearsPassed into the void,AndI turned awayBelieving that all was lost,But it was not so.I seemed to see her face,Half-hidden in the twilightOf the winter eve.I was lost in some magicAnd reason meant little.My mind was misty,So I went to her.I...
    hugs4trees hugs4trees 18-21, F 5 days ago

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    If you see my face in his car,

    With the windows fogging from by breath, I will be bound for the slaughterhouse, Bound for the slaughterhouse, If you find my garments torn, And my hair torn, And blood from my tears, I was in the slaughterhouse If you hear my cry, Hear my cry, Make sure that when you turn...
    ONESTARRYSTARRYNIGHT ONESTARRYSTARRYNIGHT 26-30, F 4 days ago

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    the love we were promised in fairytales was

    never something for us to find it has always been something for us to create. -Tyler Kent White *so true and yet so hard to accomplish, even though trying is a world of fun
    deleted deleted 26-30 Apr 7

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    This is one of Tyler Knott Gregson's poems.

    He creates powerfully romantic, sensual images that speak to being human, and our desire for romantic love. Beautiful! Place your hands upon me like a big tent preacher and with a whisper heal all that aches inside. Put your lips upon my forehead and glance your eyes to the sky...
    WindSylph WindSylph 46-50, F 11 Responses Jan 14

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    MoonlightSmile MoonlightSmile 46-50, F 6 Responses Apr 17

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    I'll Need a Pinky-swear As I lie in bed

    and think about the day I still myself to sleep and meanwhile I pray. "Dear God, I know you can see us and you're watching from above Filled with sadness, as we are, and equally in love. I've once asked You "why?" and questioned if You were near. But I do have one request...
    stiltcourt stiltcourt 41-45, F 1 Response Apr 6

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    The tender touch    Of your lips      

    Against mine          Is all that       I ever  Need toMake me relax
    deleted deleted 26-30 12 Responses Jan 7, 2014

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    Unforgivable They say repent

    for your sins in a hopes to save your skin You such a God fearing man ? Why you have to kill him then ? Who's him ? The man that gave you all your hopes and dreams Never left you when the going got tough Felt your pain more than you did He was with you in light and...
    Princeofnothing Princeofnothing 18-21, M Apr 12

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    WildIrishEyes WildIrishEyes 31-35, F 2 Responses 3 days ago

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    Recently, our family lost someone

    who was wonderful and so very funny. We attended his funeral, a few days ago, and this poem was read. It was found in a schoolbook he had kept for over 70 years. Spring Morning by A.A. Milne Where am I going? I don't quite know. Down to the stream where the king-cups...
    Pinky65 Pinky65 46-50, F 7 Responses Sep 13, 2014

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    Unending Love

    I seemed to have loved you numberless times, in numberless forms... In life afer life, age after age, forvever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear around your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age...
    deleted deleted 26-30 20 Responses Sep 3, 2013

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    SMALL PLACESThe wise woman says sometimesyou

    come to meas a bird.So I build you a bird house.Centuries agoyou taught me to sing you,with your throaty smudgeleaving the higher noted to melike sweet dark coffee and sweet creamwhere grit and the sublime collide.But in this life you are spirityou come to meas a birdso I build...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 9 Responses Feb 9

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    Then leaf subsides to leaf So Eden sank to

    grief So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay
    PraiseBeToYevon PraiseBeToYevon 31-35, F 4 Responses Apr 17

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    I Am Not Yours I am not yours,

    not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love—put out My...
    WithGracefulness WithGracefulness 46-50, F 4 Responses Jan 25

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    I'd be lying if I said I didn't know you'd

    leave. You couldn't stay here forever, and I knew that-I knew that. But I imagined this ending like the last snowfall in February. I thought It'd be something bittersweet, and heartbreakingly beautiful, but this is the stale cigarette smoke on my favorite new dress that I...
    angela9817 angela9817 16-17, F Apr 5

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    Ok, so this is a poem I wrote a couple weeks

    ago. It's called Masks. I was running through a forest, with no idea how I'd gotten there. The trees were tall, and the sky gray, as I ran like a scared hare. I stopped, and looked about, but the gloom was all around me. I saw the sun, setting silent, as twilight settled...
    nicias nicias 13-15, M 3 Responses Apr 7

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    Is freedom to not having to pretend?

    Is freedom to allow yourself to be who you are? Is freedom to show your true colours without being ashamed or unsure? Is freedom to breathe without counting your breaths or the days you have left? Is freedom to shut the door behind and head for the rainbow? Is freedom that ray...
    canthinkformyself canthinkformyself 36-40, F Apr 12

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    Poetry, especially certain pieces,

    have taken up residence within my heart... but more than other, this poem holds a beautiful lasting significance... i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is...
    WithGracefulness WithGracefulness 46-50, F 6 Responses Jan 11

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    Nobody listens to your pain,

    you've got no lover. Nobody reads your book, because they don't like the cover. :(
    Wisdom8 Wisdom8 41-45, M 4 Responses Sep 10, 2014

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    i wonder where does the love

    so great goes, when it dies, Maybe there's a graveyard of dead love headstones somewhere, perhaps close to Pluto, where names get added as people break up, together with single socks and broken keys. useless, forgotten.
    diegodlavega diegodlavega 46-50, M 2 Responses 1 day ago

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    AFTER A WHILE (Veronica Shoftshall,

    1971) After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin...
    Chrye Chrye 51-55, F 11 Responses Apr 1

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    I woke to a jealous sunrise.

    A sunrise that couldn't beg my attention. She screamed reds and cried yellows. Giving up, she sat and joined me in a quiet day dream of you.
    deepceenu deepceenu 46-50, M 6 Responses 5 days ago

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    The Road Not Taken ~Robert Frost~ Two roads

    diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth Then took the other, and just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted...
    deleted deleted 26-30 10 Responses May 11, 2014

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    How to kill someone with your love You have the

    power to break a heart. Know her fears, know her secrets, Then abandon her, it will tear her apart. Smile when you talk to her, Add a little fake sincerity, Be the one when she needs someone, Don't judge her for her insecurity. Be her best friend, her source of joy, Protect...
    stiltcourt stiltcourt 41-45, F 5 Responses Apr 18

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    Riding on the M-Train 1am The neighbors dog is

    howling Listening to M-Train's "What if I" Laying on this mattress and sigh Feeling invisible arms take me in Thinking about times that could've been 2am "What if I want to kiss you tomorrow?" A moment that has yet to arrive Memories are thrown at me like knives Invisible lips...
    XxWolverinaxX XxWolverinaxX 18-21 1 Response Apr 11

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    ~The Moment~ The moment when,

    after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your room, house, half acre, square mile, island, country knowing at last how you got there, and say I own this, is the same moment when the trees unloose there soft arms from around you, the birds take...
    deleted deleted 26-30 6 Responses Sep 7, 2014

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    To a Beautiful Girl You are a flower in full

    bloom, As if, through a mist, a first loom; You are a fine line that holds beauty So fragile it seems, yet so pretty. You are the wind that grace my meadows Of thoughts and lights up my weary shadows; You are the sun after my night That lights up everything in sight. Of life...
    SocialRomance SocialRomance 18-21, M 2 Responses Jul 19, 2014

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    پلکیں کب تک رکوع میں رکھو

    گے؟ حسن کا واسطہ_______قیام کرو
    RUBY1717 RUBY1717 18-21, F 1 Response 4 days ago

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    the love we were promised in fairytales was

    never something for us to find it has always been something for us to create. -Tyler Kent White *so true and yet so hard to accomplish, even though trying is a world of fun
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Apr 7

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    William Blake To see a world in a grain of

    sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.
    chernobylplayground chernobylplayground 36-40, F 1 Response Apr 6

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    She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron She walks

    in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless...
    neeia neeia 36-40, F 7 Responses Nov 7, 2014

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    She was passionate about the rain

    and I was passionate about the way she loved it. It was that way with everything. It is safe to say that if I didn't have her, there would be no fire in me at all.
    mySweetestMistake mySweetestMistake 31-35, F 1 Response Apr 8

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    How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

    I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely...
    justNIK justNIK 41-45, F 3 Responses Apr 17

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    The Invitation

    It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of...
    diablesse34 diablesse34 46-50, F 8 Responses Sep 4, 2013

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    It's Funny How "friends" Can Just Leave You When You Are Down

      it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry it's funny how forever never seems to last it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past it's funny how “friends” can just...
    garvan garvan 46-50, M 8 Responses Apr 18, 2011

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    I Like My Body When It Is With Your By e.e.cummings

    i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite a new thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again...
    akindheart akindheart 56-60, F 67 Responses Jan 15, 2011

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    "She listened with a flitting blush,

    With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face" Love~ Samuel Coleridge
    Luminous28 Luminous28 26-30, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    Not Waving but Drowning BY STEVIE SMITH Nobody

    heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out than you thought And not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he always loved larking And now he’s dead It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way, They said. Oh, no no no, it was too...
    phlatonmeback phlatonmeback 46-50, M 1 Response Apr 5

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    Be at peace, Tempest tossed seas of soul,

    Give me rest, From doubt, and fear Sun find my face, Light find my heart, Song find my story, Smile find my face, Be at peace, Be at peace, For my life is finite, And these storms, Have raged too long, Even winter, Must surrender spring. ~R. Queen
    Chrye Chrye 51-55, F 2 Responses Apr 6

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    Time is the worst enemy It throws you,

    consumes you, eliminates you But soon you won't be here There'll be nothing left to fight and no one left to win Which paths have been drawn into your thirsty heart? Which maps have been burning inside your restless mind? Which oceans have been drying in your tired soul? Which...
    canthinkformyself canthinkformyself 36-40, F 1 Response Apr 16

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    “You must burn. Burn higher.

    Burn for everything you have ever wanted. For everything you have ever lost, for every crack in your heart and every fraction of every irreplaceable moment. Burn high for love. For fear. For life. Burn as fast and as long as you can. You must burn, burn higher. Because...
    WithGracefulness WithGracefulness 46-50, F 4 Responses Apr 10

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     “You are the fearless rose

    that grows amidst the freezing wind.”   ~ Rumi   
    VenusFactor VenusFactor 41-45, F 3 Responses Mar 6

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