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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    __________ is missing. I cannot find it. I look and look, but it is lost. Without it, I am hollow Lacking a vital organ, That which is important to my soul. It cannot function in a way Cannot function in that way Which it was born to and so, I am lost, too Looking for that which I cannot fi...
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    You are the last to fall Please won’t you save us all My heart bleeds out again Can you help, my friend? I can’t handle the truth That I live in everyday And so you will find That I hide myself away Deep in the shadows Where I’ll always stay. I live in a lonely prison Safe insid...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    The smell of new-fallen rain Smiles that are oblivious to the pain The fact that I love you The fact that you love me, too Laughter floating in the wind The ability to remain thick-skinned Warmth-filled fires on cold winter nights The seasonal birds taking off in flight The piano’s cal...
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    His name was Astley, and he was the ugliest unicorn in the land. It didn’t bother him all that much, but he always had a desire to be beautiful, a desire that he told no other unicorn about. The children who visited the mall where Astley lived wouldn’t run screaming from him, no, he wasn’t tha...
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    I walked towards Lyric while he was playing his guitar and singing in the lunchroom. Everyone was staring, but for once, I didn’t care. His voice dropped away as I got closer, and by the time I was standing in front of him, the strumming sounds of his guitar were gone, too. The cafeteria was silen...
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    The sound of silence Fills my ears With things unsaid And choked back tears. The sound of silence Fills my soul With words held back Lest they take their toll On you and me On all of us Taxing on our minds And filling them with pus. Pus the color of black, The color of hate. For over t...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    To here, to here. To life among the others. We let our lives slip away, And wonder when things will get better. We need to take action, To stop gliding and start moving. To grab hold fo teh moment, And break free of this bond, That keeps us from doing....
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    Listen, love, I sing to you- Soft and beautiful melodies... What lost and undiscovered harmonies might you join in with to make beautiful sounds? Listen, love, I compose for you, Twisting my own notes and words Listen, love, to your contented sighs... ... that leave off when I leave. The m...
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    Let it go on to join the rest of the world who enters in an awed silence. And the world keeps on spinning....
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    Lies, lies, and lies again. I've begun to wonder if anything is true. Why do you keep the meaningless things hidden? I can't take the secrets, the things that you hide. Why are you so thoughtless? I'd rather spend my life hiding from the world, Than deal with the pain of your li...
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    I sat and I watched As other people fell in love, Wondering when it would be My turn. I sat and I watched As you laughed with her, Wondering if you'd ever laugh With me. Your dark, smoky eyes and your ligth, playful hair. You seem like the perfect oxymoron. I want to dance with you, a...
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    The sun grows larger, Yet the air grows cooler. My body feels no warmth. My vision dims as the cold grows, Cutting off all the feelings that I know. Replaced by a nothing I don't want to feel Anymore than you do....
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    Maybe, just maybe I still think about you. We broke it off, Quite painfully I just can't believe it's through. I miss your smile, I miss your thoughts. But mostly I miss the inspiration You gave me....
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    I feel that I'm smitten with you Like Romeo and Juliet, minus the deah. I feel that You could be smitten with me, too, If we could only talk for longer that a breath. I feel that Life is great As long as I can see you sometimes. I feel that I'm no longer filled with hate From the...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    He watches me silently, Watches my pen move across the page. I don't know where he came from, But my heart begins to rage. I want him to come closer. I want him to show me how to start. So I'm no longer oblivious To the workings of the heart....
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    Lies, lies Are all that you hear From me. Truth, truth Is what you can't handle. You're too judgemental And you never fail to speak your opinions. Yet you always fail to hear mine. If you'd just listen and wait before judging Maybe I'd tell you more. Until then You onl...
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    Some people say that Words can't have an effect on you. But the truth is, they can cause Much more damage than a fist would do. They can cut worse than a knife Words tossed around like nothing, Can even take away a life. All I want is to get through this So I can get far away from here....
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    If only you could see me. I thought I was a lost soul. I thought I was cursed to walk this world forevermroe. I thought I might be a ghost. I still don't know if I was right. All I know is that you changed my entire existence the moment I noticed your presence. It seems cruelly unfair that y...
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    Your words, they sting That which can not feel The words they say can’t hurt me But I do not hurt Not by knife, not by stone, not by flame. And yet, I can feel the stabbing, blunt, burning pain That you cause me With your words. I am forced to wonder If I was meant to be Rendered Qui...
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    a battered up piece of muscle which works and works and works with blood flowing in and out in a never-ending painful cycle that makes me want to scream out in symphones and color nevertheless it continues on as if nothing is ever wrong ripping into pieces that I myself can stop if I so choos...
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    I cannot put a picture to the words, The words that I write down to please my soul. For a picture is worth a thousand words, And I don’t have the words to spare. The other waste and toss them around, And I wonder if they’re insane. For what will we do when we run out of words, And sudde...
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    This a space For words that describe In a way that makes The heart feel. The heart feels Pain Suffering Sorrow Despair Hatred Yet it also feels Happiness Joy Bliss Hope Love. Words have the power More power than fists So be careful When you put words In the place Where they be...
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    The bell rings, smacking me back into reality. I can’t believe that I almost lost myself in your eyes, your hair, your everything again. It’s like you’re the Wonderland, and I’m Alice; wandering through your endless mysteries until I wake up. It’s funny because I don’t even know you, ...
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    I find myself in a large field, strolling along, when I had just thought I was in Camelot, on my way to help Clarence write a new article for our newspaper, when suddenly I was strolling in a meadow. This wasn’t the first time it had happened to me, so I shouldn’t have been quite as surprised. I...
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    Falling is a dream, Of Dinah my cat, And not knowing anything. Falling is turning into Mabel, Not knowing anything anymore. Being transported to a strange place, With hatters stuck at tea, And mice who wear white gloves, And carry around pocket watches. Falling is yelling “Off with your h...

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