June 16, 2010
By josephine.b SILVER, Vallejo, California
josephine.b SILVER, Vallejo, California
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Favorite Quote:
what doesnt kill you, makes you wanna die

walking down the streets,
i hear the voices,
of the ones around me.
i can hear the flap of a birds wing,
i can hear a baby's laugh,
while the trees sing.
but no longer,
can i see there beauty.
i turn the corner,
as the wind speeds up.
it blows through my hair,
and has the softest touch.
i feel a butterfly, lay on my hand.
but the world around me,
now seems bland.
i walk up the to our little home.
only here,
do i not feel alone.
out of nowhere,
you apear.
and sweetly ask,
"how are you, my dear?"
with your arms around me,
i feel your warmth,
right down to my very soul.
i look into your eyes,
and once again,
the world around me is beautiful.

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This article has 5 comments.

josephine said...
on Jun. 24 2010 at 10:49 pm
thank you guys so much it means alot to me that u like my poem... =D

on Jun. 21 2010 at 7:01 pm
shelterisland GOLD, Montclair, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
-Biting's excellent. It's like kissing only there's a winner."-Doctor Who, The Tardis

i love this poem!!!!! it's amazing!!!!

on Jun. 21 2010 at 11:47 am
thezebrasgray PLATINUM, Taylorsville, Utah
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really good!

on Jun. 21 2010 at 5:40 am
PrincessPineapple GOLD, Chesapeake, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"To love someone is to learn the song that is in their heart, and sing it to them when they have forgotten." ~unknown

this is really good! i can totally relate to it. check out my stuff too!

on Jun. 20 2010 at 1:56 pm
Comfortably_Numb DIAMOND, Orchard Park, New York
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Favorite Quote:
Fairy tales do not teach children that dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children that dragons can be killed.

this poem is simply amazing! the imagery is beautiful. i loved how towards the end, you brought 'him' in and 'he' made everything beautiful. i can relate so well. check out some of my poems if you get the chance :)

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