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 764° 
Lovis Magnus
Cold
Knee deep in icy waters
Shivering
But surrounded by fire
Screaming
No way to help
Running
But no way out
 605° 
Ray Dunn
ever so agonizingly,
i whisper to the void
to ****** a single wish—
that is, to submit to being full...
idk
 530° 
Marrianna Flores
I claw at my skin,
The blood seeps out,
And it feels good.

I claw at my arms,
The blood creeps out,
And it feels sweet.

I claw at my chest,
The heart beats out,
And it feels alive.

The blood seems to wash away the pain.
The blood seems to leave a different stain.

I long to feel.
I want to feel.

Not sadness,
Not happiness,
Just feel.

The torn skin understands me.
The broken heart listens to me.
The blood is there for me.

And it feels beautiful.

It feels destined:
My pain and I.
The blood mixed with the tears I cry.

It's love at first sight,
That first draw of blood.
The skin under my nails,
The blissful feeling of release.

Only you can make me feel like this,
And I love it.
 369° 
Butterfly
I ended all chapters.
But when will the book finish?
Part 2 of stereotypes!
If you want to check out part 1, it's called artistic kid and you can find it on my page!
 321° 
sara
there's a world inside your mind
and it wants you to find
a place for others,
without changing
the bookshelves
the music
or the way that you walk through the door.
It might be the means of replacing
the fear which stops you from living
and giving
and laughing
as yourself.
there are people out there if you give yourself a chance
 306° 
Elena
i'm frozen
stuck in a trance that i can't get out of
what's going on
why can't i move
i see something
from the corner of my eye
lurking
stalking
what is it
please help me
release me from this solid state
i'm terrified
it's getting closer
they're right next to me
i can't see their face
their evil is radiating in waves
i can move my head
i can finally see their face
only to see that
it's me
i'm frozen in fear of myself
I'm Evil
 302° 
Gamaliel
broken tides return
from depths that forever long;
pangs that come and go
 278° 
jeffrey conyers
I love you.
Guilty as charged.
Can't deny it.

I will be willing to serve my time loving you.
So sentence me.
Secure me.
I won't escape

No need for fences.
No need for walls or mobile security.

I quickly surrender if request.
Cause I'm guilty as charged.
This just me.
 268° 
Nava Um Gri
If I hold up to light
The misery I have hidden,
Will it burn up in the atmosphere?
Or will it magnify and set me ablaze?
Either way, I’ll not stay pain ridden.
Because, it cannot stay here
Fixed in my throat,
Sideways.
 230° 
Prince
You ¢ I know we're inseparable.
Kissing your luscious lips.
Gently caressing your body.
Waking u up to pleasure.
She I know I think she godly.
You brighten my day in such a peculiar way.
I miss you.

I want to hug you.

Cuddle with you.

Kiss you. 

I want you.

You might not be perfect in your eyes,

But you're perfect to me. 

I love you.

Every "imperfection' you complain about.

Beautiful.

Perfect to me.

I love you.

So much.
 205° 
TMReed
Two flapping wings deliver me
nowhere until my wits release,
white-knuckled, oh so desperately,
from you, my only masterpiece.
We grab carelessly, thinking little of how we will let go.
 175° 
Richard Porzondek
Innermost thoughts

Lasting a million years
Overt hemispheres
Visions remaining clear
Everlong and meaningful

You are every reason
Only you and you only
Until the end of time
 134° 
Shokhi Srivastava
I could flood you with my tears. But you know, I would like to see you die thirsty.
 86° 
b
do you ever think that
in a deck of cards, when we’re
using them that the sixes miss their
fellow sixes and their neighbours the
sevens and fives.
when we first unleash them from their
structure that their world could
just unravel?

or maybe, it feels like running into
some old friends.
i haven’t seen ace in years
jack’s got it figured out,
good for them.
like a highschool reunion
that doesn’t end.

i don’t believe in bad bets
we are just playing cards.
if you ever need a friend you know where to find me
 84° 
Redaviel
Built from scraps of the past
Fastened together by screws
Made to love and be loved
Made possible by programmed heart
A beautiful maiden in metallic gray
A reflection of a lost love

She opens her eyes and silently
Caresses his face so warm yet weary
Then hugged him as she wiped his tears
The same reason that made him fall in love
Yet the same reason why something's missing

He can't bring back the dead and the past
Forever lost in the void, never to be seen
To live and move on, to carry on the present
He cried and cried harder than she wiped
As oil flows down her eyes
 75° 
saint
remember to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
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compare yourself
 73° 
Purcy Flaherty
The Art of the happy accident.

A happy accident is neither perfect or imperfect; it's a state of harmony.

Sometimes what we call a flawed thing is simply something unimagined.
Creat good spaces for happy accidents.
 72° 
Chineze
Perfection is a mirage and even in me cannot be found
Beneath these flaws and differences
Are the sounds of hearty laughters
And the memories of rapt listening with untainted smiles.
What more can a friend cherish and desire?
I still find a friend in you.
 69° 
B-J-M
there is beauty
beneath;
i know
i have seen it
i have felt the joy
and
the peace

but
in my anger
it is crushed
it turns to sand
and falls
from
          my
                 clenched
                                  fist

i couldn’t stop myself
 65° 
NL Kelly
Don't force yourself to forget.
leaves still fall in Autumn,
And flowers still bud in spring.
 64° 
yvan sanchez
i will leave your door
your wooden frame
your poured foundation
your hollow garage
your quiet empty halls

a knock will come
it will be me at the door
my walls my wonders
my winters my words
i shall age just as they

i will disappear into
your stucco your sheets
your couches your a/c
your wine your books
and it will truly be me
 60° 
thesa
we played hide and seek by the rivers
and sometimes i would chase you

but never would you chase me
and when i asked why
you smiled because

love to you
was just a game
 60° 
Seravienna
It grows within like a flickering tiny flame
that slowly burns everything around,
devouring every inch of you like a wildfire,
until ashes are the only things left alive.
 55° 
Luiz
D
....o
.......w
..........n

...............t
.................h­
...................e

.......................s
.................­........t
..........,...............a
......................,.......I
.....­..................,........r
...................................s­

--------------------------dady------------------
                   Laid in a pool of blood
 49° 
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Explanation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect
I love you all!!

Welcome aboard newbies!!!

Who said explanation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!

Actually my grand daughter gave me this poem!
 47° 
Artemis
I miss you
I love you
I’m drunk
and I can’t think straight

My world is falling apart
Because I can’t stay sober without you
 45° 
tiredkoalahugs
I see to much
I hear to much
But worst of all
I feel to much
 42° 
Mari
Why can't my
Heart be empty?
 41° 
Shabnam
When an orange is squeezed
Only orange juice drips out;
When a cup of coffee is pushed..
Only coffee spills out;
It's only what's inside of us
That comes out!
 41° 
Steve
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
 40° 
lua
they came to me at night with messages to bring

i won't ever forget the silence they carried to me

in arms that cradled words i could not understand

each syllable they uttered through chapped lips vibrated in my head

they reach out to me with molding skin

i see it fall to the ground in rotting clumps

they wrap me in their decaying embrace one last time

and when i awake

i find myself crying.
a final goodbye
 39° 
Blckstr
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
 39° 
Jo Pietersen
the wrong one
will find you in peace
and end up leaving you in pieces

only the right one
can find you in pieces
and guide you to peace
 37° 
Tobe Rune
Google maps says
it will take me
21 days to
walk to you.
Just enough time
to break the habit
of thinking
that I need to.
 36° 
anthony feng
You drain away the strength away from others
I give the strength away to others.

I give the antidote to others,
you give poison to others.

I'm a giver,
you're a taker.

Whatever we do,
we're so opposite.

Wish we were those
" opposites attracts each other"
but we're not that.

That's the sad reality...
It could be about a lover or I’m talking about my past self.
 35° 
JP
This time..
an
absent minded
left his
body..
 33° 
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
i, me
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmIHvuyMEJM&t=482s
 33° 
Marquis
It's kinda cool how when life is normal
rainy days make me lethargic and unmotivated.
But when life is hard and I'm struggling
rainy days are the greatest comfort,
as if the earth is crying with me
saying that I'm allowed to feel it all
 33° 
Anne
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
 33° 
Jami Samson
Tomorrow held such promises
then the next day came
and broke all of them.
27.06.19
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