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living-dead-girl515 · 1 year

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Hey let's go for a walk

We can talk

Or not

Walk away from that pain

Let's see what you can gain

Even just for the day

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imfullofworms · 5 months

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I will kiss

you, always.

When you are,

here, when you

are gone, when

your lips are

blue and

rotten; I

will always

need to, want

to kiss you. So

your coffin

or mine?

by me

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heyitsmeyourfavoritechick · 5 months

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꒷꒦꒷︶˚︶︶꒷꒦˚꒦꒷︶˚︶︶꒷꒦˚︶˚︶︶꒷

Hey it’s me your Favorite Chick,

I’m just callin cause I’m feelin pretty homesick.

Hasn’t been the same without you since you left.

I feel like a lunatic or someone who feels seasick.

Could you be home maybe by a quarter of six?

The way I should’ve kiss you with the same shade of lipstick that I left on your white collar,

Filling the holes of my sweater and maybe other things that feel sweeter,

“I swear this can get better.”

From that night with my voice as a soft whisper.

Rolling throughout your head “ you stupid just kiss her.”

I just want you to miss me,

Cause I know you’re up past 3.

Working till you’re fingers bleed.

And I’m just drivin’ tryin not to over speed.

Because baby I’m a thousand miles away,

And I’m just sitting here pretty.

But I’ll call you up to say “Hey there fuck that girl named Delilah”

What’s it’s like in New York city?

꒷꒦꒷︶˚︶︶꒷꒦˚꒦꒷︶˚︶︶꒷꒦˚︶˚︶︶꒷꒦

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greyaugustuspoetry · 1 year

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I Am Drowning

I fell in the ocean

But I couldn't swim.

So all I did was sink.

I held my breath

And I was trying my best.

But water still filled my lungs

As I got deeper

I was crushed by the pressure

And everything started to feel numb.

My body got cold

And my limbs got old

As my bones broke under the water’s weight.

As I looked up above

I saw the ones I love

Trying to get to me.

But their words were distorted

And their faces got blurry

I was far too deep for them to reach.

Water filled my ears

And I couldn't feel my tears.

But my body still shook with dread

Existing got heavy.

And I wasn’t ready

To face these depths alone.

So I closed my eyes

And said my goodbyes.

As I let the water take me down.

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rowanthewriter · 10 months

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I hesitate, balking at the

sight of orange pill bottles.

Tiny white pills with the

power of god stamped across

their chalky white bodies.

I hesitate, fearing the cost

of a healthy mind, will be

my writers soul.

After all, what else is there

left to write about when

the sadness is bled dry and

the darkness abates?

What am I, if I'm not a sad

poet with a tragic mind.

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september-poetry · 19 days

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being seen

existence is the ultimate form of embarrassment

sorry to subject you to my self

sorry to be human in front of you

i forgot i was meant to keep this hidden

31 / 03 / 24

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ckaidenshaw · 4 months

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neglectful parents

make bitter children

who will forever roam

and never return.

their hearts are nasty,

and they light bridges

just to watch them burn.

because the lack of love

makes them broken

and live all alone,

thinking they’re the ones

that caused their broken home.

- parents

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alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry · 4 months

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I must have missed the last train out of this gray city.

I’m scrolling the radio through shhhhh. The streetlamps

fill with light, right on time, but no one is pouring it in.

Twentieth Century, you’re gone. You’re tucked into

a sleeping car, rolling to god-knows-where, and I’m

lonely for you. I know it’s naïve. But your horrors

were far away, and I thought I could stand them.

Twentieth Century, we had a good life more or less,

didn’t we? You made me. You wove the long braid

down my back. You kissed me in the snowy street

with everyone watching. You opened your mouth a little

and it scared me. Twentieth Century, it’s me, it’s me.

You said that to me once, as if I’d forgotten your face.

You strung me out until trees seemed to breathe,

expanding and contracting. You played “American Girl”

and turned it up loud. You said I was untouchable.

Do you remember the nights at Alum Creek, the lit

windows painting yellow Rothkos on the water?

Are they still there, or did you take them with you?

Say something. I’m here, waiting, scrolling the radio.

On every frequency, someone hushes me. Is it you?

Twentieth Century, are you there? I thought you were

a simpler time. I thought we’d live on a mountain

together, drinking melted snow, carving hawk totems

from downed pines. We’d never come back. Twentieth

Century, I was in so deep, I couldn’t see an end to you.

Twentieth Century by Maggie Smith

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loreladumbrava · 9 months

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I have this burning desire,

I'm still thinking of you

You're in my heart, it's fire.

Can you feel it too?

Is it all in my mind?

Do you think of me too?

Since the day we said goodbye,

I could not get over you.

It's been days, it's been months,

You still linger in my head.

What we had felt so real,

Even if we've never kissed.

How comes that I feel like this?

Will I ever get over you?

Would you reach me out one day,

Saying you could not forget me too.

All that's left is this burning flame,

That I don't know how to tame,

Everything is not the same.

I'm forever changed since then.

Do you, ever feel the same?

All I want, at least to know,

If we can ever make it happen.

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cosmicbirch8 · 7 months

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putah-creek · 11 months

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Look at this night sky, I am older, I am younger, The universe spreads out and I am alone, Untouched and cold. What lasts forever? Even the stars die. The universe is me and I am the universe. Nothing can hold me down. Nothing can touch me now.

james lee lobe

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living-dead-girl515 · 1 year

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I miss your lips pressed into mine

The way our bodies intertwine

I think about you all the time

How everything just feels sublime

Wish your body was pressed into mine

So that everything could feel in line

Again

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imfullofworms · 4 months

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An arrow

loosed from a full

and terrible bend struck

no

went through me

and all of me across

all of time and

I looked

and saw standing

with string in hand

you

terrible you

loving you

you

by me

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literature-is-dead · 5 months

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I made friends with the little girl in my room.

Her black dress is too big for her skinny legs,

and her straight hair covers most of her face.

She floats atop my sofa,

Her skeletal hand almost touching the stuffed animals piled there.

I hope she knows she can touch them if she wants,

I wouldn't blame her if she wanted just a little softness in her life.

She floats by the wall when I turn off the light,

But as soon as I turn it on, she runs away;

she must be shy.

Maybe she doesn't like to be seen.

So I keep the light off,

I'm getting used to it, slowly.

It doesn't really bother me.

At night, she watches over my bed from the other side of the room.

I've never spoken to her, but in the evening,

when everything's turned off and I haven't closed my eyes yet,

I smile at her.

Sometimes, when I can't sleep,

I meet her gaze.

Then it's just the two of us in our solitude

and the night seems a little less dark, and a little more beautiful

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greyaugustuspoetry · 1 year

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my love, let me be enough

my love,

i'd give you everything.

i'd give you my soul

and all of its wishes

i'd give you my heart

and all the feelings in it

i'd give you my best days

and all the writing that comes with it

i'd give you my mind

and all of its best thoughts

i'd give you my hellos

and my goodbyes

i'd give you all of my pride

and my will for life

but darling,

i couldn't give you peace

no matter how hard i tried

because i have sickness

that i can't give away

it stays with me

for all of my days

i'll lash out at you

but i don't know when

and it will hurt you

time and time again

but my dear,

i'll take as much of your pain as i can

to make up for

being a broken man

i'll take your struggle

and your strife

i'll take your battles

and your bullet holes

i'll take your what ifs

and your letting gos

i'll take your fires

and your burns

i'll take your trenches

and your dead

i'll take your breakdowns

and all of your panics

love of my life,

you mean everything to me

so please stay

and let me be enough

let what i can do

make up for what i cannot.

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rowanthewriter · 9 months

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Daily Haiku 128/365

I breathe easier

Through the night, through the quiet

With you beside me

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