angel-jimenez - Hello Poetry

As cold as a winter night is how I described her perfectly. Cold hearted yet fragile. Strong minded yet easily broken. She was scared to get attached, the thought of two people being together forever frightened her. I could see the tears running down the side of her cheek, slowly falling onto her lips.

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Oct 21, 2014

Oct 21, 2014 at 3:03 AM UTC

Winter Fall

As cold as a winter night is how I described her perfectly. Cold hearted yet fragile. Strong minded yet easily broken. She was scared to get attached, the thought of two people being together forever frightened her. I could see the tears running down the side of her cheek, slowly falling onto her lips.

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I could see it in her eyes... She was scared & shy. The way her hair fell perfectly into place or how lonely she made her self seem she was only vulnerable.

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Oct 3, 2014

Oct 3, 2014 at 2:39 AM UTC

1:39 am

I could see it in her eyes... She was scared & shy. The way her hair fell perfectly into place or how lonely she made her self seem she was only vulnerable.

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The world we live on is practically made of mysteries. Why is It that we can fly to the moon but yet we can't find a cure for a broken heart. We can find cures for diseases but can't figure out why we let the good things go. So many questions and no answers but why is that? Frankly I'd like to about where I'm living at with no questions needed to be asked.

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Oct 3, 2014

Oct 3, 2014 at 2:36 AM UTC

Scarred

The world we live on is practically made of mysteries. Why is It that we can fly to the moon but yet we can't find a cure for a broken heart. We can find cures for diseases but can't figure out why we let the good things go. So many questions and no answers but why is that? Frankly I'd like to about where I'm living at with no questions needed to be asked.

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I'm not confused or slightly even mislead about "love", whether if it even exists or if it's just another myth us humans believe. Saying goes we need to get hurt to grow up and move on to progress and grow as a human. Why do we need to get heartbroken in the first place? Why can't we just find the one person who's gonna be there throughout the lowest and highest peaks of your life. Why do we have to go through so much pain like seeing the person you love , love someone else. Seems like when I was a kid growing up and falling in love was all you looked forward to.

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Oct 3, 2014

Oct 3, 2014 at 2:23 AM UTC

1:23 A.M

I'm not confused or slightly even mislead about "love", whether if it even exists or if it's just another myth us humans believe. Saying goes we need to get hurt to grow up and move on to progress and grow as a human. Why do we need to get heartbroken in the first place? Why can't we just find the one person who's gonna be there throughout the lowest and highest peaks of your life. Why do we have to go through so much pain like seeing the person you love , love someone else. Seems like when I was a kid growing up and falling in love was all you looked forward to.

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Resemble Love to a common sickness or illness. Humans have a way of curing the ill. Is love like an illness? Almost like a form of poison. When you're sick you take prescribed medications to cure yourself,. So what if love worked the same way. Get rid of the pain and find some pure happiness in your life. The sickness resembles your "True Love" and the medication is your new source of Happiness. Take charge in your life and don't be frightened to get better & progress as a person as time proceeds.

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Sep 29, 2014

Sep 29, 2014 at 10:57 PM UTC

Love Kills

Resemble Love to a common sickness or illness. Humans have a way of curing the ill. Is love like an illness? Almost like a form of poison. When you're sick you take prescribed medications to cure yourself,. So what if love worked the same way. Get rid of the pain and find some pure happiness in your life. The sickness resembles your "True Love" and the medication is your new source of Happiness. Take charge in your life and don't be frightened to get better & progress as a person as time proceeds.

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I'm Not lost but I'm not found either. Over time the wound tends to heal, but we are left with scars that remain forever. Pull off the scab and you are left with a significant scar, same with people. Get rid of someone who tends to cause you pain. As you've already let them go they leave behind their presence whether it be memories or significant values, the spirit still remains.

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Sep 27, 2014

Sep 27, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC

Spooky Black

I'm Not lost but I'm not found either. Over time the wound tends to heal, but we are left with scars that remain forever. Pull off the scab and you are left with a significant scar, same with people. Get rid of someone who tends to cause you pain. As you've already let them go they leave behind their presence whether it be memories or significant values, the spirit still remains.

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It’s not just about *** Don’t get me wrong. *** is ******* great, but when you have a connection with someone, when you feel so strong for someone, just a kiss is enough to make your knees weak. You just can’t beat that.

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Sep 8, 2014

Sep 8, 2014 at 2:34 AM UTC

Lovesome

It’s not just about *** Don’t get me wrong. *** is ******* great, but when you have a connection with someone, when you feel so strong for someone, just a kiss is enough to make your knees weak. You just can’t beat that.

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We'd all like to be loved and cared for but in reality we're not. You can't ever be yourself without constantly having someone judge you anymore. Your so called "friends" find it entertaining to mess with you because it makes others laugh. We're judged by every little thing we do including our hobbies. I'm not an amazing poet I do this for fun but I'm still going to get judged by others including my so called friends. I hate it. I do. Growing up is scary, yet exciting all I want to do is be liked by my peers but societies changed to where not everyone can get along and be friends. Miss having decent conversations with people I use to be close with. Now coke addicts or highschool dropouts I try to become to the best of my ability to make a name for myself. You may not enjoy this poem and we're all entitled to our opinion but sometimes I wish I had someone who would never give up on me.

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC

12:15 a.m.

We'd all like to be loved and cared for but in reality we're not. You can't ever be yourself without constantly having someone judge you anymore. Your so called "friends" find it entertaining to mess with you because it makes others laugh. We're judged by every little thing we do including our hobbies. I'm not an amazing poet I do this for fun but I'm still going to get judged by others including my so called friends. I hate it. I do. Growing up is scary, yet exciting all I want to do is be liked by my peers but societies changed to where not everyone can get along and be friends. Miss having decent conversations with people I use to be close with. Now coke addicts or highschool dropouts I try to become to the best of my ability to make a name for myself. You may not enjoy this poem and we're all entitled to our opinion but sometimes I wish I had someone who would never give up on me.

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Suddenly, there's reality, harsh,painful reality. At that moment you realize how stupid and desperate you are. And then you intend to forget him/her , to do normal again. And you are really trying that, really. Until the dreams and the hope tap on your shoulder.

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Apr 9, 2014

Apr 9, 2014 at 6:34 PM UTC

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Suddenly, there's reality, harsh,painful reality. At that moment you realize how stupid and desperate you are. And then you intend to forget him/her , to do normal again. And you are really trying that, really. Until the dreams and the hope tap on your shoulder.

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Just because you're not society's idea of perfection doesn't mean that you're not my idea of perfection.

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Apr 9, 2014

Apr 9, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC

Sweetheart

Just because you're not society's idea of perfection doesn't mean that you're not my idea of perfection.

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