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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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    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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    A bird's high-pitched shriek And then a

    profound silence Nature's haiku
    hardballz hardballz 31-35, M 1 Response 11 hrs ago

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    http://loveaschizophrenic.

    blogspot.com/ This is my blog about life from the view of a schizophrenic. Please read, comment, and share with friends and family. Thanks
    mstenorsaxplayer mstenorsaxplayer 18-21, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Message me and I will send you some of mine!

    I write darker than some others!
    LayWithFate LayWithFate 18-21, F 1 Response 6 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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    The goddess of my world.

    I'm trapped between pages and underneath words. your beauty, your love, your warmth is a breath of fresh air to my lungs. It breathes new life into a story so cold and bitter. One that thought it was nearing it's end. Every part of me, every ounce of strength and love belongs to...
    zeframcochrane zeframcochrane 18-21 1 Response 3 days ago

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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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    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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    Running wild, Running free.

    I can't breathe, I can't see. Speaking fierce, Speaking loud. This fire's burning, It's burning proud. No rules to follow anymore: No cares, No nothing. It doesn't matter- I have my freedom. I don't even need to rhyme. (All of the...
    TheOriginalDarkHorse TheOriginalDarkHorse 18-21, F 5 days ago

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    Toxic I look like a fool,

    Talk like one too, I am one, I know, But you tell me I'm cool, And knowing this pains me so, When I **** up it's me who you'll sue, I am a toxic person, I've known my whole life, I am a bomb ticking away, And I know every day it worsens, Though people insist they'll stay, they...
    ForeverOnMyGuard ForeverOnMyGuard 16-17, F 3 Responses 2 days ago

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    AN OLD MAN’S FLAG (c) 2015 by Edward York.

    The old man sat on his porch each day, As he rocked away in his chair. And the flag that he always proudly flew, Was waving ripples in the air. The flag he flew was ragged now, Having used it through the years, It held some memories from his past, And even held some tears...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 7 Responses 4 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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    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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    Who am I kidding? Two weeks have spanned

    since I saw you last, And I almost have come to believe That I'm no longer at the mercy of my pointless crush, No longer my heart do I deceive. I love you as a friend, (I've been telling myself), but that's as far as it goes. I tell myself I am now immune to that which caused...
    lonelyheart807 lonelyheart807 41-45, F 2 Responses 8 hrs 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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    2206 Days 2206 days Thats how long its been I

    cant talk about you though 7 years its been It hurts so much Deep within But i hide the pain away The cuts stay unseen Your beautiful face Stuck in a wooden frame Behind that glass How am i still sane Loosing you nearly killed me Im surprised I'm still here To walk another day...
    marshmel marshmel 16-17, F 5 days ago

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    FADED LOOKS The things of youth we

    once cherished, And thought were important to keep. Were nothing more than superficial, And faded away in our sleep. Our looks is not what’s important, Although taking care of our self is not a crime, Some things just don’t last forever, Erased by the passage of time. So...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 6 Responses 6 days ago

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    A MOTHER A mother is a mixture of

    so many things. A protector, a mentor and friend. She gives you guidance till you know your way, And nurtures from beginning to end. She provides you with meals from your very first bite, And feeds you till you’re on your own. She teaches you values like honesty and trust...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 9 Responses 6 days ago

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    Two Years... by moiMusic: Moving on.

    .. Nick Cave and Warren Ellishttp://youtu.be/shvdHrayAEcRemembering the moments all inwrought in sunshine.Vibrating in melodic memoriesThe altruism and the kind,Circles not lines would bring us around in time.Strategies of survival, multitudes of centuries long,A heart that rose...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 1 Response 3 days ago

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    Up and down, round and round Life keeps dealing

    blows No time to recover in between Or time to climb up from the lows But still I will power through Fighting all the way to the end Living, breathing, pure adrenaline Yet staying as sweet as the morning dew This is what I live for, to simply defend Using whatever I can to...
    EmCWolf EmCWolf 16-17, F 1 hr ago

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    Hide and seek It's yet another day passing by,

    yet another human walking past me. More days go by and the sun keeps playing hide and seek. Like it is toying with me. Oh how life is toying with me, playing with my sense of right and wrong. Oh please my world, why won't you be gentle? I don't even know how to describe beauty...
    pr1nc3ss97 pr1nc3ss97 16-17, F 4 hrs ago

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    My Fate Apologies on repeat Like a broken

    record I knew better I put myself in this position Just when I think I'm winning I start losing This game called love It's so confusing A vicious cycle with no conscience No remorse, I made my choice I sacrificed my heart Was torn apart by feelings I let loose It's a noose...
    ABittersweetTragedy ABittersweetTragedy 22-25, F 11 Responses May 25, 2014

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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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    what would you think what would you do to get a

    moment of pure freedom to float free on the scent of a breeze
    flip420again flip420again 46-50, M 1 Response 5 days ago

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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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    i am tired of this masquerade.

    i have seen all the faces underneath the masks and they all are ugly.
    mistywillow mistywillow 22-25, M 4 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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    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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    If we made love, How would it be?

    Your hands on my body, Stroking me. Your lips on my breasts, My stomach and thighs. Joy in my heart, With loud happy sighs. The thing that I crave Is a kiss at my core. You open me up, And want to do more. Inside I swell, so wet and tight, You move inside me Feeling so...
    TallaLily TallaLily 51-55, F 1 Response 11 hrs ago

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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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    Garden...

    I planted this seed... watered it with my blood... tried my best to shine... my inner light upon it... so it might prosper... grow strong.... but as it broke through the soil... I knew it was fragile... maybe I sheltered it too much... perhaps I didn't give it... as much as I...
    kittysoftpaws kittysoftpaws 36-40, F 17 Responses Feb 26, 2013

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    My little shorty. Years

    since i last saw him Years since i accost him last. I used to give him my time, my love and my heart. Never once did he welcome, did he even acknowledge me. But that was years ago. That was many moons ago. Too many for my to count. Too many for you to remember
    mitsuki88 mitsuki88 13-15, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    That ping of silence

    that takes you whole. That clash of insanity that carries you to the edge of a cliff. It’s in those last few moments that you realize that this was your destiny. Being able to have freedom was never a part of it. There comes a time when you question everything. You try your...
    Bailey242 Bailey242 13-15 1 day 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 3 Responses Jun 9, 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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    hey, people, just so you know (for all of you

    guys in college or going to college) you can get scholarships for writing essays and poems, look into it: college board.com or collegexpress. com
    yopper52 yopper52 13-15, F 1 day ago

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    "...the pain is a shameful sin,

    adulterating my pure existance..."
    Calsi704 Calsi704 22-25, F 1 Response 4 days ago

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    Did you watch the sun go down

    that day With the village children praying Did you hear them calling out your name For to save them from the slaying Did you watch the day turn into night With the village children weeping Did you hear them calling out your name As they saw death softly creeping Did you watch...
    SelangorNight SelangorNight 56-60, M 10 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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    Lonely girl at a table with an empty

    chair shivers as cold fingers strokes through her hair She's at a café at the end of an unknown street where the only sounds are the echoes of invisible feet A shadowy bird glued to the sky lonely girl remembers how it was to fly She's a neon butterfly with no wings...
    Xenox Xenox 31-35, M 2 Responses 5 days ago

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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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    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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    Lovers... By moi Music: tribute to For Lovers

    Only http://youtu.be/1tQEpMJM-o8 Returning in a car from a day of adventure, An Odyssey with blue skies And white clouds Cotton-balling their way in every selfie, Pluralising pictures, Three is not a crowd, With a cloud the perspective grows, The floor would become The...
    yeronlyman yeronlyman 41-45, M 2 Responses 1 hr ago

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    As I was walking with my dog last

    Sunday distracted by scenery and questions of life my eyes stumble upon the one that one day one day I hope becomes my wife. Her eyes were two deep ponds waiting for my soul to dive so that there would be no other bonds where my attention would thrive. Dark brown locks of hair...
    YetAnotherStoic YetAnotherStoic 18-21, M 4 hrs 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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