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Ode to a Winter's Day#*O morning sky of endless blue / Tinged with purply-pinky hue / You tell me of His mercies new
@alyssa-underwood28
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"After Light"Speaking of broken hearts / and mended fenced in mem'ries / I am painting skies
@Moi-Cherie43
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The plots of CaledonI can’t wait to be a hundred; / turning over the thoughts / and plots, of Caledon
@ck-baker34
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SunriseI can see the light of Dawn / The everlasting darkness fading / Cold leaving my bones
@stephanie-marasco7
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The NightskyThe nightsky is alike a mighty mansion of the stars which then / twinkle in elegance, beauty and transience until the dawn outshines them in a graceful manner. / As the night turns away from the sun and from her light, danger
@UmiofLove17
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KathleenI am slowly learning to disregard the insatiable desire to be special. I think it began, the soft piano ballad of epiphanic freedom that danced in my head, when you mentioned that “Van Gogh was her thing” while I stood there in my overall dress, admiring his sunflowers at the art museum. And then again on South Street, while we thumbed through old records and I picked up Morrissey and you mentioned her name like it was stuck in your teeth. Each time, I felt a paintbrush on my cheeks, covering my skin in grey and fading me into a quiet, concealed background that hummed “everything you’ve ever loved has been loved before, and everything you are has already been,” on an endless loop. It echoed in your wrists that I stared at, walking (home) in the middle of the street, and I felt like a ghost moving forward in an eternal line, waiting to haunt anyone who thought I was worth it. But no one keeps my name folded in their wallet. Only girls who are able to carve their names into paintings and vinyl live in pockets and dust bunnies and bathroom mirrors. And so be it, that I am grey and humming in the background. I am forgotten Sundays and chipped fingernail polish and borrowed sheets. I’m the song you’ll get stuck in your head, but it will remind you of someone else. I am 2 in the afternoon, I am the last day of winter, I am a face on the sidewalk that won’t show up in your dreams. And I am everywhere, and I am nothing at all.
@madisen1
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Star of StarsIn crowds of shade, / In the place near the start. / There is only one face.
@thexxavier9
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Victory RoyaleOne more day is fading away / as we ride this bus to the city / The storm is coming nearer now
@painandbrokendreams25
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FridayCasualty: my interest fading / Once waxing moon now seen waning / And I did concede your irksome warning
@Boggy31
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Burden girlI say I live as a burden, / My mouth sealed shut. / So that I may not utter the words,
@lizzy1523
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i'm sorry. i thought i was done writing about youi. / I intentionally failed to wish you / a happy birthday this year,
@jnellet78
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PunctualityMan Naturally loves delay, / And to procrastinate; / Business put off from day to day
Lewis Carroll25
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To the Boy Who Won't Love Me:Never should I love, / For never will you love me. / Never will your deep, blue eyes
@matthew-skelly68
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Ego deconstructionNow I ask you to join me / Now you celebrate / Not being me. Not being you
@marilia-galvao-143
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Scent*Blue clouds gaze the wrapped sun / frozen kisses in my blood / travelling a thousand miles
@ryn42
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Behind the Shadow of our Eyes (Collaboration with Traveler Tim)**Her shadow** / Washed in sin, covered in blood / Oh, what a sad little dove
@Cne45
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Depression is my side chick.Depression. Oh malicious depression. / Always there, never fading away, or going away in this case. / Coming at me like she's my first priority.
@cancerouswords27
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She Paints A Pretty PictureShe paints a pretty picture / But the story has a twist / Her paintbrush was her razor
@oliver-grey17
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EscapeYou dig a hole in the ground / You keep digging deep down / So the echo won’t slip
@OneLoveJC33
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Lush is the quietude of the late Saturday afternoonLush is the quietude / of the late Saturday afternoon, / rich are the silencing sounds,
@dead-rose-one47
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... I Wish I Were the Moon☾ / *I wish I were the Moon / Bequeathing an enchanting night
@jesse-stillwater41
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HST 123: Empires and Globalization“Ask me about my patches” / Was written in Sharpie on a piece of cardboard hung by string and Duck tape from / his backpack.
@matt-bancroft27
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Age and GraceAge and Grace / Her steps were always slow; / Even in youth she swayed,
@sharon-talbot41
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I am forgetting about you..I am forgetting about you. / Your smile has gone away. / No longer written on your face for me to see every day.
@solaces20
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