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Humanity I Love YouHumanity i love you / because you would rather black the boots of / success than enquire whose soul dangles from his

E. E. Cummings31

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safethe house next door makes me / sad. / both man and wife rise early and

Charles Bukowski37

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epithetand here i am again / at the intersection / of pedestrian language

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Dog's DeathShe must have been kicked unseen or brushed by a car. / Too young to know much, she was beginning to learn / To use the newspapers spread on the kitchen floor

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The Hardest PartWhat is the hardest part / Of being alone? / It's the quietness,

@jeremy-r-frenette16

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Finding Myself: Two in OneThere are roots that / delve deep in our bones, / wrapping us like our skin.

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If I Die in a School ShootingIf I die in a school shooting / I'll never go home again. / My room will sit unused,

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What Can Your Idol Do?#*Can it love you like God loves you, with a love that is better than life? / Can it connect you to eternal beauty? Can it save you? Can it redeem you? / Can it lift you out of the miry pit? Can it make you clean enough to finally feel acceptable?

@alyssa-underwood47

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Love LetterI've said it once, I've said it twice, and I'll say it another million times: It takes time to make a home out of your body. / Nobody, nobody; should ever despise their own reflection. / Your conception of 'beautiful' is corrupted but we're all here to help you reconstruct it.

@Malakswriting5

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Don't Go Far OffDon't go far off, not even for a day, because -- / because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long / and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

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Anxiety, Anxiety, AnxietyStill silence filled with the warmth of your body radiating on me while we sleep / I wouldn't dream of being anywhere else other than lying next to you / The light is just dim enough that I can see

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This is how girls with anxiety loveWe're almost touching. / we were walking side by side, / you're talking about cabs in your hometown.

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childrenHow do you explain / to your children that the / horrors of the world are real?

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Bee! I’m expecting you!1035 / Bee! I’m expecting you! / Was saying Yesterday

Emily Dickinson16

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HangedI hung myself today. Hanged? Whatever, point is I hanged myself today and I'm still hanging. / I feel fine. Just bored. I keep hoping that someone will come home and cut me down but then I keep remembering that if i knew someone like that I wouldn't be up here. Bit ironic, right? Or is that not ironic? I read somewhere that, like, anything funny is, in some way, ironic. But I don't know if it's funny or not. I don't think my brain *owns* "funny," you know? / I feel taller. I like that.

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Beauty and Beauty Lost#*We're awakened to our insatiable longing for heaven / through both beauty and the painful marring of it. / For beauty hints to us of that for which we are truly made,

@alyssa-underwood14

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The Long Way Home#*It is out of the heart’s cavernous longing and furious search / for love, significance, acceptance, approval, identity, security, / freedom, belonging, innocence, intimacy and transcendence—

@alyssa-underwood30

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Seven YearsIt took me seven years / to realise / the words in my mind

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You AskedI must admit: / I am unwilling to give / even a hint of consideration

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Naked eye.Naked eye, / silent sorrounded heart. / what's that sound?

@antonio-fonseca21

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Volcanoes be in Sicily1705 / Volcanoes be in Sicily / And South America

Emily Dickinson10

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The Concision~for L3igh~ / the briefness of brevity, / the quality of giving

@nat-lipstadt61

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Nan...It's been **nine** years now. **Nine** years since the angels took you away. **Nine** years since I stood at the home, looking at your peaceful face; eyes closed, a ghost of a smile gracing your lips. It doesn't seem that long. It seems like yesterday you were calling me your **little princess**; I'm still that little girl at heart. The one who believed she would grow up to be a beautiful elegant contessa. I don't have many memories of the times we shared as I was only young when you passed. In fact, sometimes I struggle to picture your **gorgeous**, smiling face telling me stories of your past of advice for when I grew into an elegant older woman just like you were then. / I was **only** 6... 6 years old and I had to go through the **pain** and heartache of having my nan **cruelly** taken away from me. I'll be 16 **next year**. I'll be having my prom **next year**. I will be leaving year 11, getting my GCSE results and starting A-levels **next year**. So much has happened in these 9 **short, short** years. There is so much more to come and you won't be here to share it with me. My **graduation** from university, my **first** career move, my **marriage**, my **children**... Your **great-grandchildren**. You won't be here for the **good** times, the **bad**...The **happy** and the **sad**... / There are certain qualities about you that I will **always** remember... Being made banana sandwiches **every** time we went round to your house! Having a Sunday roast with you and Granddad **every** single week! Your 60th birthday (I knocked Zack down and felt so chuffed!) The **last** birthday you ever spent with me... You made my birthday cake that year... If I remember correctly, it was a princess castle with all the Disney princesses stood around it! You told me I deserved a cake because I **was** a beautiful princess also.

@the-dreamer-teen34

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either/orwill the sunlight lead me home or will I stumble up the stairwell? / did the moonlight cloak our hips or did the steam outline our shadows? / do you see the hopes I see or just avoid the air I breathe?

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submissions to post secretkissing you was like swerving into oncoming traffic / i can never tell if i am more haunted by empty picture frames or the ashes of their contents / you taught me that the saying *"pick your battles"* meant not answering when love was at the door

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