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Isnowhite Jun 2014
You are each thought in my head
as the sun rise in the east,

and you are the dream that fills in my mind
as the sun sets in the west.
Isnowhite Jun 2014
The touch of your hands
               cracked my walls.
Your sweet fragrance
               drowned me in an ocean of roses.
Isnowhite Jun 2014
You were the one I wanted most to stay,
but time could not be kept at bay,

the more it goes,
the more its gone,
the more it takes away.
  Jun 2014 Isnowhite
elizabeth capital
What is poetry? Is it happiness. Or is it insanity, or is it just moments of our lives caught and frozen. Put on display for all to see.I guess poetry is whatever we want it to be.
Isnowhite Jun 2014
Drowning in your lies,
as I was fooled by your eyes,
not once or twice,

you left me hanging like I own
                          the heart of ice.
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