cantbelieveitsnotbutter

I've been looking in the mirror recently. I'm not sure I like what I see. These big eyebrows? Yes. That mole? Yes. Brown eyes? Glasses? Yes. Mine, mine, me. But I swear there's something different in that mirror That I just can't see. That thing in my reflection? It's really not me.

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May 2, 2017

May 2, 2017 at 1:05 PM UTC

cantbelieveitsnotbutter

I've Been Looking in the Mirror Recently

I've been looking in the mirror recently. I'm not sure I like what I see. These big eyebrows? Yes. That mole? Yes. Brown eyes? Glasses? Yes. Mine, mine, me. But I swear there's something different in that mirror That I just can't see. That thing in my reflection? It's really not me.

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Most humans drink coffee and wine They consume television and mainstream novels They feed their souls with popularity contests and safe relationships But poets We could not survive without passion, intensity, and meaning Everything we feel is felt to the depths of our souls We are the ones to put into words the unspeakable pain of heartbreak The incomprehensible joy of falling in love We are the ones brave enough to say out loud the diaries of a thousand souls Us poets We drink tea and whiskey

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Jan 11, 2017

Jan 11, 2017 at 5:03 PM UTC

savannah-charlish

Tea and Whiskey

Most humans drink coffee and wine They consume television and mainstream novels They feed their souls with popularity contests and safe relationships But poets We could not survive without passion, intensity, and meaning Everything we feel is felt to the depths of our souls We are the ones to put into words the unspeakable pain of heartbreak The incomprehensible joy of falling in love We are the ones brave enough to say out loud the diaries of a thousand souls Us poets We drink tea and whiskey

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Wanting to be a different person is hard because I want to be a ***** with blond hair and blue eyes and to have a big strong boyfriend. But I also want tattoos and pale skin and to shave the sides of my head and dress in button ups and ties and to have a deep voice. Or I could be tall and thin with long hair and a skirt and a cute voice and big sweaters and a little fluff. But I also want to be a boy with a broken heart to mend and wear makeup and to fix myself. But I'm none of these I'm a person who wants more I want to be different But I'm just me And I'm getting better at liking just me

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Jan 11, 2017

Jan 11, 2017 at 4:43 PM UTC

Pastelldichter

different

Wanting to be a different person is hard because I want to be a ***** with blond hair and blue eyes and to have a big strong boyfriend. But I also want tattoos and pale skin and to shave the sides of my head and dress in button ups and ties and to have a deep voice. Or I could be tall and thin with long hair and a skirt and a cute voice and big sweaters and a little fluff. But I also want to be a boy with a broken heart to mend and wear makeup and to fix myself. But I'm none of these I'm a person who wants more I want to be different But I'm just me And I'm getting better at liking just me

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We've laughed We've cried We've loved We've definitely fought some epic fights We've dreamt We've planned We've walked We've seen some amazing sights And We will take on more steps Journey to faraway lands Dreaming of the things we'll do together Make plans to broaden our horizons We will love with a passion so colossal That our fights will seem insignificant We will laugh at all the silly things we do We will cry at the things that hurt us We will do all those things and more We............

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Dec 13, 2016

Dec 13, 2016 at 3:14 PM UTC

Nite

We

We've laughed We've cried We've loved We've definitely fought some epic fights We've dreamt We've planned We've walked We've seen some amazing sights And We will take on more steps Journey to faraway lands Dreaming of the things we'll do together Make plans to broaden our horizons We will love with a passion so colossal That our fights will seem insignificant We will laugh at all the silly things we do We will cry at the things that hurt us We will do all those things and more We............

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my eyes covered with a sheet of earth the knife cutting edges of falling leaves the night , the beauty and the sound of trees magical how we , a simple spec of dust in the universe floating aimlessly we breathe the air made of stars drink from lakes made of our skies tears nothing is holding me down im a piece of paper floating around in our universe we drown the planets and stars , trees and woods shallow waters and high cliffs nothing would've gotten me prepared for this

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Dec 13, 2016

Dec 13, 2016 at 3:13 PM UTC

aliaa

universe

my eyes covered with a sheet of earth the knife cutting edges of falling leaves the night , the beauty and the sound of trees magical how we , a simple spec of dust in the universe floating aimlessly we breathe the air made of stars drink from lakes made of our skies tears nothing is holding me down im a piece of paper floating around in our universe we drown the planets and stars , trees and woods shallow waters and high cliffs nothing would've gotten me prepared for this

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Hi! My name is poetic and I'm poetical, I shine with the pen and I always get lethal. Don't be stunned when my poetry's jab Causes plague and blinds you with a flap! My speech is rooted in truth And my words are anchored by oath. The metaphor speaks for itself And the simile becomes my wealth. I am a poet,you don't seem to know it! I don't think twice,I just blow it! The poem that you've just read today Was taken raw from the shelf by the way. I was a broken puzzle And now with these words as I addazzle, I can say poetry brought it all together And made mild conditions of the weather. Don't hate,I speak my mind, And regret after the words are combined To infiltrate your soul and propagate A well refined feeling of weight! Half the words I orchestrate the meaning, The other half I display with grinning. What matters is that I planted the seed And you nurture it well as you read!

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Dec 13, 2016

Dec 13, 2016 at 3:13 PM UTC

Lesibathepoet

May I introduce myself?

Hi! My name is poetic and I'm poetical, I shine with the pen and I always get lethal. Don't be stunned when my poetry's jab Causes plague and blinds you with a flap! My speech is rooted in truth And my words are anchored by oath. The metaphor speaks for itself And the simile becomes my wealth. I am a poet,you don't seem to know it! I don't think twice,I just blow it! The poem that you've just read today Was taken raw from the shelf by the way. I was a broken puzzle And now with these words as I addazzle, I can say poetry brought it all together And made mild conditions of the weather. Don't hate,I speak my mind, And regret after the words are combined To infiltrate your soul and propagate A well refined feeling of weight! Half the words I orchestrate the meaning, The other half I display with grinning. What matters is that I planted the seed And you nurture it well as you read!

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as they stand there is paint on the walls dripping political statements scrawled angry and upset on old buildings stenciled or not caught or not they are there they wonder what they mean the font is hard to read but there is meaning they can feel it in their chest in their heart and mind there is fear here or there is triumph regardless, there is meaning there is meaning in spray cans climbing over fences just so they can make a statement that passengers in cars will see that trains will carry with their cargo they carry this meaning as they walk home afraid of the flashing lights because here they have the right to say what they will fight for there is no judgement here so this is where they leave their meaning on the world.

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Dec 6, 2016

Dec 6, 2016 at 2:56 PM UTC

phoenixv2

there is meaning here

as they stand there is paint on the walls dripping political statements scrawled angry and upset on old buildings stenciled or not caught or not they are there they wonder what they mean the font is hard to read but there is meaning they can feel it in their chest in their heart and mind there is fear here or there is triumph regardless, there is meaning there is meaning in spray cans climbing over fences just so they can make a statement that passengers in cars will see that trains will carry with their cargo they carry this meaning as they walk home afraid of the flashing lights because here they have the right to say what they will fight for there is no judgement here so this is where they leave their meaning on the world.

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The study-skill of coping A scholar learns, and teaches Vices of distraction, dissension Stressed in silence and speeches We are in this together Or so we've all been taught We stand united in struggle But fall separate in thought. We each carry hidden loads Pains and pasts of our own We may be followed by darkness But in the dark, not alone. We all march on, in struggle and stride Through tides that pull to drown For hope that together we reach a high Before we all break down. |b.g.|

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Dec 6, 2016

Dec 6, 2016 at 2:54 PM UTC

betsy-garris-segui

Higher Education.

The study-skill of coping A scholar learns, and teaches Vices of distraction, dissension Stressed in silence and speeches We are in this together Or so we've all been taught We stand united in struggle But fall separate in thought. We each carry hidden loads Pains and pasts of our own We may be followed by darkness But in the dark, not alone. We all march on, in struggle and stride Through tides that pull to drown For hope that together we reach a high Before we all break down. |b.g.|

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*youre just a **** up* a nothing a no one no one cares she didn't really love you just one cut just one Shut up do it Shut up there. Like that No good No good girl

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cantbelieveitsnotbutter

Aug 26, 2016

Aug 26, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC

Pastelldichter

My depression

*youre just a **** up* a nothing a no one no one cares she didn't really love you just one cut just one Shut up do it Shut up there. Like that No good No good girl

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