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№ 1210661

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Sometimes
I just feel like
The only way they'll
See me
Is if my skin is stained red.

(a. b)


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Author: nnylhsa
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Date: 07/04/2020


№ 1210649

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You stole my heart
When you ran away.

You have made me break my promise
Not to cut again.

You broke me
And I cannot be fixed.


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Author: Amber Rose
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Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1210648

Untitled

I like how every awkward thing doesn't feel awkward
And I like how you tease me about things that you're only half kidding about.
I like watching you lick your lips and I like wearing your t-shirt
And I like bumping into you as we walk down back roads at 1 am.

I constantly embarrass myself
And even though i don't want to be a fool,
I'm glad you're the one i'm embarrassing myself with


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Author: fdg
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Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1210642

Untitled

Who am I?
I could tell you my name
Or the year I was born
But it's all the same
I'm not telling you who I am
With an answer like that one
It's just my label
The name I was given
Who I am
Isn't so easily obtained
Who I am
Is me when I'm playing in the rain
Who I am
Is my tears that fall
Who I am
Is my fearlessness to stand tall
Who I am
Is not just a name
Who I am
Is my inner flame


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Author: Satsuki
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Date: 07/04/2020


№ 1210640

Untitled

Sometimes I don't think you realize how much you mean


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Author: Rj
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Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1210616

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I don't know bottles comfortable stagger its rewinds forgotten pain...
Pollution of my veins now seems futile tense heartache chisels truth...
Nicotine and ashes cloud the space I only visit on occasion...
Headstones see my lies better than catholic crosses...
Like a pornographic life I see it all uncensored and coldly explicit...
Mental illness becomes far to clear thru self medicated tolerance...
A slam poetry intervention shines a spotlight on my failures...
I don't like the lifestyle or to be nested in hipster categories...
Insane logic or a genious with dyslexia can be pointed at me blindly...
It really dosent matter if pain receptors became weak it was only a defense...
But in a science of space and matter... just give me some space and I promise you wont matter...


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Author: David Adam Johnson
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Date: 07/04/2020


№ 1210559

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A lot of things i'm

Got

2eyes2hands2lips
And a mouth between
Them and a voice between
That and a heart i've got a chest
Where it's red and it moves a more
At you it goes like a deer wildly through
Startled brilliant lances of light in a once was
Placid, soft, and smooth copse of never trees

That wouldn't (for anything) yield, neither
Would it want to but you're like sweating
In the dead of water (between autumn and spring)
Frozen,
Cool,

Warm,


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Author: PK Wakefield
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Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1210546

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I also want the yellow sun...


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Author: yasaman johari
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Date: 07/04/2020

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