Another-Song - Hello Poetry

Cold gusts and city streets All around me, history City lights and late nights But the best part is the rain That drenches your body stains the walls, and floods your feet Umbrellas out and raincoats on Forget them Let yourself get washed away Drown in the Boston rain

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Jul 27, 2017

Jul 27, 2017 at 6:58 PM UTC

Boston Rain

Cold gusts and city streets All around me, history City lights and late nights But the best part is the rain That drenches your body stains the walls, and floods your feet Umbrellas out and raincoats on Forget them Let yourself get washed away Drown in the Boston rain

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Let the ink write down your sorrows Let the music drown out your screams Let the voices in your head take control Let everything that matters recede

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Jul 9, 2017

Jul 9, 2017 at 3:58 AM UTC

When It's All Too Much

Let the ink write down your sorrows Let the music drown out your screams Let the voices in your head take control Let everything that matters recede

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Fingers frantically fidgeting And eyes darting Heart racing, lungs hyperventilating Why is it so hard to say hello? Head hanging, hands limp And eyes downcast Talking through tears Why can't I say goodbye?

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Jun 11, 2017

Jun 11, 2017 at 12:04 AM UTC

Hello's & Goodbye's

Fingers frantically fidgeting And eyes darting Heart racing, lungs hyperventilating Why is it so hard to say hello? Head hanging, hands limp And eyes downcast Talking through tears Why can't I say goodbye?

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The street lamps have fizzled out Sidewalks are bare The buildings are tired Waiting for someone who isn't there Clouds have settled Rain falls to the ground An abandoned metropolis Watch the leaves drift down Cracks race along the walls And the bricks fall away They break just like a heart No one to pick up the remains

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Jun 7, 2017

Jun 7, 2017 at 3:15 AM UTC

The City of Us

The street lamps have fizzled out Sidewalks are bare The buildings are tired Waiting for someone who isn't there Clouds have settled Rain falls to the ground An abandoned metropolis Watch the leaves drift down Cracks race along the walls And the bricks fall away They break just like a heart No one to pick up the remains

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Hundreds of miles away I look up to the moon and I see you You're lying in your bed, sleeping Dreaming your night away I spend the night staring at the moon Whispering 3 little words In hopes the moon will whisper them to you

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Mar 11, 2017

Mar 11, 2017 at 3:03 AM UTC

Whispers

Hundreds of miles away I look up to the moon and I see you You're lying in your bed, sleeping Dreaming your night away I spend the night staring at the moon Whispering 3 little words In hopes the moon will whisper them to you

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I've come to love the darkness as I fall asleep Because in the darkest of nights, anyone could be lying next to you

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Mar 11, 2017

Mar 11, 2017 at 2:24 AM UTC

Only In Darkness

I've come to love the darkness as I fall asleep Because in the darkest of nights, anyone could be lying next to you

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Maybe the words I write will somehow float off the page, they'll drift and drift through the sky until they reach your eyes and you'll see I was right here the whole time Maybe the notes I play will echo endlessly throughout the night, they'll ring across the clouds and the stars and they'll enter your mind Maybe the words I whisper to myself when I'm alone will find their way to your lips and maybe, just maybe, you'll say you're mine

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Mar 7, 2017

Mar 7, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC

Just Maybe

Maybe the words I write will somehow float off the page, they'll drift and drift through the sky until they reach your eyes and you'll see I was right here the whole time Maybe the notes I play will echo endlessly throughout the night, they'll ring across the clouds and the stars and they'll enter your mind Maybe the words I whisper to myself when I'm alone will find their way to your lips and maybe, just maybe, you'll say you're mine

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It was always a joke to you But it was the world to me

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Mar 5, 2017

Mar 5, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC

Sad Little Truths

It was always a joke to you But it was the world to me

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You tell yourself every day "tomorrow, he'll love me" But tomorrow's a relative term

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 6:53 PM UTC

Tomorrow

You tell yourself every day "tomorrow, he'll love me" But tomorrow's a relative term

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I'm scraping together the leftovers of your laughter Gathering the scraps of your smiles I'm savoring the after taste of your name I'm still hugging you in December

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Feb 22, 2017

Feb 22, 2017 at 12:43 AM UTC

Just Getting By

I'm scraping together the leftovers of your laughter Gathering the scraps of your smiles I'm savoring the after taste of your name I'm still hugging you in December

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