Peter Pan
Peter Pan
Sep 23, 2013

I saw some one
Who looked like you
The other day
My heart stopped
Wrong place
Wrong time
It wasn't you
And I'm moving on

Bria Prior
Mar 4, 2011

I write in thieves argot
I'm far gone......too deep to resurface
not worth it, go further
into my mind, i'm blind to the time
Life is fleeting, and i am bleeding
needing    to        get        by
  while i get high......
Passing the day,
in a way, that keeps me dragging too slow
with no where to go
stuck in the muck, without any luck
pain struck while i fuck myself
into the ground,
with no sound       to    wake    me
I ramble on, gambling on
unlucky eyes
send in spies to cut ties
with my past, the memories last
carve my name in your heart
we fell apart.............

here        gone              forgotten

'Two heads are better than one',
said the conjoined twins.

Aye! A look alike?
Such fearsome semblance,
He boasts untamed advance,
Daring a counter strike.

3 days ago

when i was a little girl
i never questioned the scars
my father gave me
i just liked how they made me
and my mother look alike

#home   #abuse   #father   #mother   #nostalgia   #family   #house   #violence  
And see a look-alike of
Kayla Denara Prentice

I take a step away
And see a look-alike of
Next to a pseudo-Usher.

Thrown backwards
With leaves flying to their dying branches.

And I,
Born to be whatever anyone ever needed,
Could not lose myself in her.

y volcano destroy the movie-set citadel look-alike **10** words
Steven Fried
Jun 17, 2013

Volcanic destruction. 2 words
A volcano destroys the citadel. 5 words
A tiny volcano destroy the movie-set citadel look-alike 10 words
A paper machet volcano spurts water and melts the miniature ice-city for a home movie 15 words
Did i amplify or detract?

Conceptually what grew and what shrank?
Maia Victoria
Maia Victoria
Jul 19, 2013

We match
Look alike
And say the same things.
We write shitty poetry
And love shiny rings.
We have the same thoughts
The same voices,
Same minds,
And it is almost like
We're not one but two of a kind.

So, as some of you know, I semi-recently found out I have all these illegitimate half siblings. Cool, right? Well I was just skyping with one of them and it was seriously sketchy. We were so alike. I don't even know how to describe it. It's crazy!

When I was five,
You taught me how to ride a bike.
You guard our ever wondrous hive
And I’m proud that we look alike.

When I was thirteen,
You told me not to fall for boys.
“Don’t worry, dad” I said.
But then I fell for a broken toy.

Now, I’m seventeen,
“You’re almost grown up, bud.” I heard.
But in my mind I always say,
“Dad, I’ll always be your little girl.”

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