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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My hate is a blister, boiling, slithering. I want to scream and I feel it's acid in my mouth. I want to spit it out and watch it die, it makes me insane. When you are my hate, I want to hit you, I want to make you feel my acid, the acid in my throat, my nose, the acid burning streaks down...
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    Do you ever just feel like giving up to the world, like here I am, swallow me up again and spit me back out in a few decades? Sometimes I wish i could do that. I feel alone, hopeless. I feel tired all the time and I feel like everything is grey and meaningless. The only thing that keeps me going...
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    I want to be able to climb the mountains, sink the seas. I want to fall down a river, Cry at my knees. I want to forget hurt, remember joy. I want to cruise down an old, cracked road, maybe meet a boy. I want to stumble upon silver, try for the gold, I want to risk my life, don’t be scared; be bol...
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    I guess I never knew you. I kinda wish I did. I wish you could be here for me, Daddy. I have things I want to tell you. I have tears that should have soaked into your T-shirt, on your shoulder, but somehow they ended up on my pillow instead. I have secrets that I keep hidden, some you would ...
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    I wake up, take in my first breath. I smell your scent, musky yet soft. Your white T-shirt is a warm blanket between your chest and my cheek, and I smile, cause I know I will wake up every morning like this. I feel the presence of my simple ring, like me. I feel your heart beat, or ...
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    I met him in driver’s ed. Well, kind of. We had assigned seats. I was praying somehow my last name would magically start with a B and I could be with my best friend. Didn’t happen. The large, white room was like a canvas. Blank. Dead. No life. I was barely a 9th grader and I already hated high...
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    You can always tell who the queen is. She walks around like she owns everyone, but she does. She talks and everyone listens like she is God, but she isn't. We all believe she is perfect, but she is a lie. We all wish to be her, but inside she wants to die. We don't live in a jung...
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    I love you so much, I never want to hurt you again, that is why I am letting him win. I want you to know I am not giving up, I would never give up something so beautiful, so breath-taking. You think you are insignificant, but you insult me, because you are every thing that means anything in ...
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    I have been broken. I have been killed. I have been disrespected. I have been hurt. I have cried too many tears. I have sough too many fears. I have been Born too many times. Too many moments. Too many stories. I hope you know, you are part of my tragedy. The One who makes it a tragedy. ...
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    The burning hasn't ended, the rash hasn't healed, the scar hasn't left, and either have you. I didn't mean I don't want you, I need you, I need that pain, it seems so idiotic, but it keeps me sane. I never gave a thought to following you, it came naturally, I ...
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    The weapon of love, is the heart to my soul, the wind that I breathe, and the sin that I leave, I wake in the sun, I cry by the moon, I sleep away, in my deathly cocoon. <3 <3 <3...
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    Out of the ashes, came a beautiful miracle. Out of the snow, came a chilled heart. Out of the fire, came searing tears. Out of the End, comes my Beginning....
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    When I was little, I would cry over falling. When I was little, being a bad friend meant you just stole toys. When I was little, We took warm naps. When I was little, All I cared about was my mommy and grandma. When I was little, I hadn't grown up yet....

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