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#household Mirror, Mirror, On the floor, I shattered you and what you store. You show me what I don't want to see, I try and I run, I can't be free. I hate what I see staring back, That's not me.
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#household Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who employed you for your call. Who's to say your eye knows best, And that your judgement's naught but jest.
#household @MelchiorJ13 I've been looking in the mirror, Wondering who I am. An eagle soaring high, An innocent little lamb.
This isn't love How do you act like everything is alright, Even after our huge fight. You sit there with your pint of beer.
Forget him they say. It's easier said than done. Getting him out my mind. Needs a bullet and a gun. The tears of hatred fall. The desire of love fades. I gave my everything.
I'll tie a silk red ribbon, On a small branch for you, Hoping it'll be found one day, And the knot you will undo, Just resting in the woods, An ancient symbol of heart, Won't you steal me with an...
Morning has broke. So has my ass. I never thought I'd. Be so full of gas. Geez this stuff stinks. With that there's no doubt. Don't take a whiff. You might just pass out. You have been warned.
~A sonnet I wrote in December 2011; for school~ BMW's have ugly grille plates; I want to smash them all with a crow-bar; People who drive them are the ones I hate, BMW are horrible cars, Though...
A theory for the fallen. A note may rest in piece. She wrote it down on a piece of paper so she could put her mind at ease. A theory for the fallen, it's always bad when it's bad.
I'll tell you a crazy fact of mine. There something I love more than sunshine.. ~~~~ I love rain, and always will. When it's pouring, I'll love it still. I love the sound, of the falling drops.
Through shuffled queue, and muffled mourn, friends straddle path in rhyme'd forlorn.
#nightdwellers A mirror is all it takes, Beauty it never wakes And hearts it only breaks.
Church bells, beauty at its best, They chime each Sunday morn, They wake me from my deepest sleep, A brand new day is born.
Iris, dusk, and slight of hand, The Shadowmaster pulls the strings, The midnight weaver of the land, Who makes enigma jump through rings.
Thank you mum, For being there, Hugs and kisses, Love and care. I love you mum, For your smile, The way you laugh, Your heart, so fragile. I miss you mum, When you go away, A week, a month, Even a...
I love the magic of song and rhyme. It takes you through a journey of time. It can remind you of a place. Or of a knowing friendly face. A rhyme can bring so much. A song can deeply touch.
I am quite addicted,. You may think this is quite strange,. It stems out from my childhood,. And filters every range,. I cannot seem to help it,. And I cannot get enough,.
For @naaviie. I'm a *hic* spider,. *hic* and black,. With 8 long legs,. And a pack on my back,. I crept in the D-Den,. To *hic* hidden attic door,. And I drank all your cider,.
Backstroke with eight legs,. Floating at the top of kegs,. Giant wooden barrels, steel rings,. Fermenting cider - a marvellous thing,. Gallons and gallons enjoyed in secret,.
#household Of all the fruits in the fruit bowl, the apple's the most illustrious Steve Jobs made a mint, designing apples to be industrious It has the power to heal, if administered once day When...
@Georgiastar #household Fruit hat, fruit hat Come get your fruit hat The vendor sells them custom made But if you wear them you could get shamed. Fruit hat fruit hat Look at all the styles.
#myworld My world resounds to musical notes And echoes to poems and stories I wrote It's filled with colour and gadgets and things Chock full of the brim with what happy brings There's a dark corner...
#youngwritershousehold Do you wonder why I scream.