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My life is worthless,. Theres nothing left for me,. I feel like shit,. Cant they see,. Soon I'll be floating down,. Gliding down,. Falling,. No one will care,. Not a soul will feel sorry,.
#nightdwellers Forever and a day, Those words I dream, The simple thing to say, Or so it would seem, You're not like the rest, Yet only I can see, You never settle for second best, So why settle for...
M oon in the sky like a pizza pie. E verything in place like a puzzle. T ogether real tight like we were ply. A lmost no sound, like a muzzle. P ossibilities are endless, like infinity.
Sometimes I cry, sometimes I don't. Because I will, because I won't.
Wait for the reveal Time to shine amongst your peers You are the Only - Such slow acceptance As the tick of the clock goes Stuck in summer school - Dwarvish, stout and bold "...Side by side with...
A promise is nothing if not kept. A sacrifice is nothing if not made. Happiness is nothing if you secretly wept. Love is nothing if affection fades. Dreams are nothing if not chased.
Good morning all. Apologies for the late posting of the weekly challenge.
Philosophy asks questions, How what when and why, Is there a gods presence.
Fall down from the sky, Twisting, Turning. I feel like I've killed you, You're melted, Burning. Your tiny little arms, Like wings, Delicate. Land on my lashes, I see the details, Intricate.
The sombre way that would scarcely transition away from the arms of which are lain, mournful of the emotional attachment that is found devoid of reason and logic that swells and weaves into every...
M.et through eye of blue, we connected. O.ne forehead kiss, soft lipped, then you melted. N.ow, two hearts, beat to the lover's rhyme. I.n dance, they waltz through endless time.
school what a waste it's not like im gonna let my life go to waste anyways is that really what teachers think.
I wish life could remain just a mystery. Not planned out to become just history. When did the time of the unknown become old. To remain in books with pages to unfold. Where did all of that magic go.
So I die My life now away And your proper goodbye Is to forget. A weak heart With much power Has caused us to part And you are mute.
I take it you already know Of tough and bough and cough and dough. Others may stumble, but not you, On hiccough, thorough, lough and through. Well done.
#colourchallenge #purple #hithereimnew Phoenician The hue of kings A joyous melody Played by pipers Dancing on the backs Of the conquered.
I'm a fire. I'll build your. Pyre. I'll set your heart aflame. I'm a sea. Come lay next to. Me. And I'll whisper to you your name. This name rings truth. For age and. Youth. This name is yours alone.
Your words are like poetry in motion,. They soothe souls like a healing lotion,. Wrapping round hearts your words of comfort,. Taking away the negative and the feeling of discomfort,.
When I was a child, Life was new When I was a child, I always made it through When I was a child, things seemed easy When I was a child, beauty was a day that was bright and breezy When I was a...
Philosophical conversation,. Leads to frustration,. Differing opinions,. Creative dominions,. Philosophical views,. Ideas I refuse,. What is philosophy,. It's hefty terminology,. Questions asked,.
Lips whisper in my unbelieving ear, Tales of a love that lingers forever, To mend a broken heart and banish fear, Young lovers need only be together.
My book of words, That mean so much. Unravel my thoughts, That I so closely clutch. Of love, Of hate. My poetry book, Holds future and fate. A figure to think, A friend to confide.
I have no time it is not mine, It flees away so swiftly. With hands I grasp As it rushes past, It simply slips right past me. To halt its course My will enforce, From its stream to be free.
#colourchallenge #purple We're all flowers in the garden of the world. Some of us daisies, happy and bright, People can be tulips, closed up tight, Some like 9 AMers waiting for the light.