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    I Missed Your Smile Today.

    On the platform I watched with fascination the lovers at the station Lost in tender admiration I had to turn my gaze away. For the first time in a long time I missed your smile today. Living life at a pace, agents to please, speeches to make and deadlines to keep. The only time...
    certaintyofchance certaintyofchance 41-45, M 17 Responses Jun 23, 2013

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    You are my sadness. I keep you with me,

    where no one can see... Just how long it's been. You are my poetry. A poem I can't seem to finish. Just one clumsy line spilling into the next. You are my happiness. A low glass ceiling. Just so you can watch. You are my sadness.
    timeout4me timeout4me 46-50, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    The Gates Of Heaven And Hell

      I stand upon the epicenter of the world I am at ultimate peace and harmony with myself I stand where my body and spirit   Are at one with the universe and the cosmos I gaze upwards to see a celestial Divine of ambiance within the clouds The clouds unveil...
    Lushiro Lushiro 18-21, M 17 Responses Dec 19, 2012

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    (When the weather turns cold,

    October 4, 2013) You can only hear thunder when the weather turns cold and the turtles in the sea becomes old. All your secrets has been told. Self becomes bold and Lilith took your soul and sold it for a sack of pure Thai Heroin.
    rememberaday2000 rememberaday2000 22-25 2 days ago

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    Each and Every Night

     Each and Every Night  So much do I miss you that Each and every night as I close my eyes My heart sees your sparkling eyes, and your smile.   So much do I want you that Each and every night as I think of you My heart hears your sweet whispers and your...
    TeslasTemptress TeslasTemptress 46-50, F 32 Responses Jan 21, 2009

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    Long Distance Love

    Miles of empty air between us, We still manage to love. Through time and space, The affection finds its way. Words cannot take the place Of physical contact. But somehow, Love finds a way.
    stankadiddlehopper stankadiddlehopper 51-55, M 12 Responses Jun 8, 2012

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    If Only They Spoke ...

    If only they spoke ... .. Those walls .. If only they spoke ... To tell about that hidden truth and what really goes around .. To tell about those secretive screams that never made a sound .. To tell about those real smiles that yet haven't been found .. To tell how those lies...
    Hope1001 Hope1001 18-21, F 17 Responses Feb 25, 2013

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    BOOK OF LIFE (c) 2015 Edward York Your book of

    life is written in, Every single day. All the task that you have done, And the thoughts along the way. You write out every chapter, And every single page. The book keeps growing every day, Reflective of your age. Some chapters filled with laughter, But some of sorrow too...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 2 Responses 1 day ago

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    Dancing In The Rains Of Chance

    As I lay back down to sleep to dream of nature's virtue, sweet to dream of her within my mind, to dream of once upon a time to dream the dream of happy ever afters to dream once more of nature's laughter to know it teases, taunting, pleasing and in it's recourse I lay...
    TheHiker TheHiker 41-45, M 9 Responses Feb 25, 2013

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    Scary Wears Boots Dance in the darkness.

    So alive amid dying light, Embraced by the night, Illuminate with unseen bliss. The earth is your canvas. Scary, yet I’ve no fear. From afar I see slow dancing: On haunted soil, frolicking In ragged dress with messy hair, Awkward steps oh, so dear. Remove your cozy boots...
    MidnightScribe MidnightScribe 36-40, M 11 Responses Oct 31, 2014

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    THE TWISTED PATH (c) 2015 Edward York The

    twisted path that lies ahead, Can fill our hearts with fear. The reasons for this anxiety, Is not exactly clear. The path ahead is still unknown, And we don’t know where to tread. We could find out if we explore, But we avoid the path instead. We fear the things that we don...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 7 Responses 19 hrs ago

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    Ode To A Lost Sock

    (Barvo's note - I don't actually write poems. I have no urge and don't read it for pleasure. I wound up in a writing class taught by a poet, so had to write several poems. When I can't do something well, I hide behind humour. Behold the result!) Ode to a Lost Sock my alarm...
    BarvoDelancy BarvoDelancy 31-35, M 11 Responses Feb 5, 2013

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    Naked Water Split lips stay open Time softens

    them Some way, that wound Pulls its weight in pain Hard touches will perplex Ones entangled sublimely But even in the scorching sun It was cold, and thinking was dumb Even the rain drop that shattered smoothly Could not bear its sadness Hoping to bounce back In the...
    MentAl69noMAD MentAl69noMAD 18-21 2 days ago

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    Will To Fight

    Another night has come and gone and here I sit all alone wondering what the hell I did wrong Trying to pick myself up and carry on Though it's tough when you have been beaten up by life Lost your will to fight Trying not to listen to the voices in your head Fighting against the...
    sexxydiva sexxydiva 36-40, F 22 Responses May 28, 2012

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    Evelyn's garden In evelyn's garden I'm free to

    roam beyond the vision, and the veil, where dawn's thin misted whisper swept fallen fragile, and brittle dreams from littered paths, beyond the hang of that old gnarled crooked bough of me, and...in evelyn's garden, where streams have formed, where once the broken willow wept...
    phlatonmeback phlatonmeback 46-50, M 2 Responses 1 day ago

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    "All the men you love are pathetic,

    " he says. I have to laugh, he only glares. "Are you calling yourself pathetic?" I ask, I know he knows - he's only scared. "You know what I meant," he chides, "Always building castles in the air." "I've been waiting for your ground," I whisper. We both know he'll never share...
    lovelyss lovelyss 22-25, F 15 hrs ago

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    As father's Day approaches I was inspired to

    write this. MY DAD Sometimes occasions come our way, Inspiring memories good and bad. The occasion that is now close at hand, Brings me memories of my dad. The things he taught me have stayed in place, And have become a map for me to tread. As he told me about the things in...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 18 Responses Jun 18

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    (Violent by nature, May 16,

    2012) I didn't mean to hurt her. That horrible night back in November. I kicked her, had her stomach bruised.She changed because of the dope she abused. We promised to live a clean life but she kept ******* up all the time.I became completely psychotic knowing that the...
    rememberaday2000 rememberaday2000 22-25 2 days ago

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    Her Death Brought Her Life

    She cries each night,Never does she show her pain,Always hiding her face,How long can she stay strong?How many more days must she play along,Raw emotion in her eyes,Fear crawling up her spine as she wipes the tears,Looking down at her scars,Looking at her reflection as she hides...
    thisaccountisgone thisaccountisgone 18-21, F 30 Responses Jan 9, 2013

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    Pain In These Eyes

    When you look into someone's eyes, you can see everything. You see emotions and their journey. Their heartbreaks and their fears. Their memories, maybe even eternity. Now, look into my eyes, And tell me what you see. Can you see the darkness, That lives deep within me? Can you...
    ADemonsFate ADemonsFate 18-21, M 10 Responses Feb 10, 2013

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    In The Gloam

       In the gloam deep in the forest where the faeries sleep There is one who knows She knows the full measure of you; the flame your smile kindles The ache your brown eyes afford with every stroke And the wake you leave in your leaving. In the gloam deep in the forest where the...
    WindSylph WindSylph 46-50, F 5 Responses Jan 20, 2013

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    ALONE I can walk alone And often do For the

    path I take Goes with me too I can work alone And think it is fun To start a task And see it done I can sleep alone For once I'm there My dreams will take Me everywhere I can stand alone And face the fight I will not run If I know I'm right But love alone I can not do There...
    GJOFJ3 GJOFJ3 56-60, M 18 Responses Dec 24, 2013

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    Our EP Gesture Dance

    Waking up in the morning, another day dawns, I rush to my computer, I flip the cold box on. As it's familiar sounds start, Time to pour a cup, I rush back to sign on, To see if he's already up. The "Sign In" is complete, Today begins anew, I gesture "Good Morning...
    deleted deleted 26-30 30 Responses Feb 22, 2013

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    The caterpillars dance You crawled inside my

    cocoon and left me with butterflies when I wanted you, however I saw my own demise. Reborn without my love, in a world I don't understand, only a few moments after I felt your heart firsthand. And I argue to myself about what is obsolete, when beauty is now hidden and ugliness...
    baconrind baconrind 26-30, M 1 day ago

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    the sun, shines like a burning ember.

    bringing light to us as the day enters. daybreak, it's new beginnings. serving as earth's mentor.
    jb1853 jb1853 26-30, M 2 days ago

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    Mosaic

    Broken pieces, shattered all around We heard the sound, when it all hit the ground Torn pages, in the book of my life In the pain and strife, seems like a losing fight Empty spaces, covered in clutter My heart skips paces, and my words come in stutters I see the places, where the...
    rider25 rider25 22-25, M 23 Responses Jan 26, 2013

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    Not Afraid.

    Do not be afraid of life,the pain,the peril and the strife.Do not shrink with fear and dread from the things that lie ahead. Do not be afraid to try-for no goal can be too high.You may fail but don't complain,you can always try again. Do not be afraid to speak,to adventure and to...
    garvan garvan 46-50, M 9 Responses Dec 12, 2012

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    High Class Bunny For

    that little tiny thing Wealth was paid in offspring In the Den the many faces Became harmonious All frolicking as one Boredom was fecund for another A cage gave birth to many Rather random imaginations All made huge machinations Of escape By blood they share many...
    MentAl69noMAD MentAl69noMAD 18-21 2 days ago

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    Threads Of Ourselves

    The feelings we share I ride like a wave, The ups the downs the direction they make, On a magic carpet that we made, From threads of ourselves,and the pattern we laid the vessel counts as much as the map, The carriage awaits for us to step up, I admit Its scary as it might...
    deleted deleted 26-30 4 Responses Jun 17, 2010

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    The Mask

    I’m great, fine, spectacular. In a way I relish every night, and I live every day. I live, I laugh, I write, I sing, I wonder what the new days will bring. Then I get home, and I take off the mask. The day, an almost impossible task, Is finally over, and so I lay Down, and wait...
    Sagata Sagata 16-17, F 10 Responses Oct 23, 2012

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    In Sleepless Hours

    In nighttime's sleepless hours my reverie of you takes hold I place a kiss so gentle as not to stir a sleeping baby on the face that fills my waking hours and haunts my dreams You alone are my Northern lights, evoking a rainbow of cascading colours, Plumes of light that fill the...
    certaintyofchance certaintyofchance 41-45, M 19 Responses Jun 2, 2011

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    Motions

    Open, close, the door swings its motions In, out, the air rushes through Clean, dirty, the cycle it seems But where is what makes it new? Left, right, the people walk past Below me the ground, Above me the clouds Ahead: the destination Behind: where...
    rider25 rider25 22-25, M 19 Responses Jan 28, 2013

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    struck by the biological reality of her ear to

    her torso i hear a dull whump, and the sounds that accompany mouthwash and then more of the same but different. a soft machine tightly wrapped in bands of blobs and threads some tough, some greasy stacked imperfectly, out barely an inch and that spark of 17 or so years...
    nobodynose1 nobodynose1 18-21, M 1 Response 2 days ago

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    A Toad's Lament Dream drenched in his wide

    awakening he clung to the fragile dissolving weave of silk spun fantasy, until the last lingering threads of her frayed departing whisper became but, a thin and misty morning veil to his sad, unblinking blistered, gaze... but even this, he knew, would soon disperse as the fresh...
    phlatonmeback phlatonmeback 46-50, M 3 Responses 14 hrs ago

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    Lover What you need..

    . Weeknd http://youtu.be/PGCVhhUxnp8 In my eyes see the reflection, Deep, dark and sensual Reflecting in eyes of blue. Come seduce this mind And let it go. Let my desire for you Burn a longing to be held, Taste and sound and smell Hands and fingers, soft and firm Kisses...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 4 Responses 2 days ago

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    Deeper Stranger.

    Deeper Stranger. My heart is as deep as the Hudson River. Its fresh with unpredictable currents. Once a murky barren zone is now the object of a mid summers swim. My mind is a twisted Christmas peppermint stick. Its stale and forgotten in your grandmothers garage, along with...
    MadamElle MadamElle 26-30, F 13 Responses Aug 5, 2012

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    I write at night , the bullets dont hurt

    as much i know i might just light this joint just for the touch , just for the rush you dont even know the half of it , mad ruckess tangled brain , im feeling like a hand puppet cause she dont know im alone , im on my own comatose , im feeling sick but im still posted up at...
    LunarDream LunarDream 16-17, M 4 Responses Feb 9

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    (It's yours, November 25,

    2013) Your bed is my pillow. Your touch is my smile. The blood on the floor is not mines. It's yours.
    rememberaday2000 rememberaday2000 22-25 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Real Pain

    You are lost In faded colours of Summer's smile Memory. The world we had now locks me out I tear and strain in desperate style You drift away, I scream and shout My blood dries in the vein True love just means real pain. You are lost Until moonbeams send you from the skies To cut...
    kevineast2010 kevineast2010 56-60, M 4 Responses Jun 9, 2011

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    Not The End Of Me

    I have let the light go,But not let the dark in,The pain from withing spreading my fears,You and I,Standing here alone,We are like each other,The pain consuming me,This world is nothing but a dream,A peace of a shattered memory,Here we go,The secrets we never shared,Each time we...
    thisaccountisgone thisaccountisgone 18-21, F 15 Responses Nov 16, 2012

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    A Sunny Day In Thalamus

    I'm sick, and it's a pretty little illness A prefrontal bacteria that eats away my willingness To live within the social parenthesis I'm twisted, sick from this political annilingus. The jacket that I'm wearing will define my disorder I'm due to see a professional Visceral...
    Chamberlane Chamberlane 70+, M 8 Responses May 29, 2013

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    She Lies Easy

    She lies easy in my arms This dimly moonlit night Her body supple to my charms She moans with such delight I brush her hair back, find her neck And kiss her softly there My lips they trace her gentle curves They make her arch and swear While fingers brush and pinch and...
    habeant habeant 56-60, M 7 Responses Dec 14, 2012

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    (I can't seem to find home,

    July 27, 2013) I can't seem to find home. This place called reality. I don't belong. I can't seem to find home. Lord, where did I come from? Every time I meet the sky, people bring me down and make me cry. I can't seem to find home. I talk to spirits all day but people bring me...
    rememberaday2000 rememberaday2000 22-25 2 days ago

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    claws of your confusion rip in to your mind

    leaving only madness behind spinning around and around like the hands of a clock never stopping forever going forward so it seems like sanity is the hardest thing to hold on to so is this the price I am to pay for love
    Brooklynnkelly Brooklynnkelly 16-17, F 2 days ago

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    I exist on the edge of your lips As a ghost of

    a kiss As a veil in your thoughts and dreams Image of my red lips and red hair Is what you remember But no life is behind those thin eyes While the real ones gleamed that colour Like the rest of me Silences, fragmented Shards tearing us apart Or perhaps we were always torn...
    CaitlinBuchan97 CaitlinBuchan97 18-21, F 5 Responses Apr 2

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