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cassandra-allen
cassandra-allen
I am 17, an High School Student at Tucker County High School. Poetry is my coping skill.
Song Song- Sing sing Tweet tweeT Floodly Fear intoxicating systems are going DOwn. Song Song Sung Sung Silence silent…….. Walk Away Because you lost your VOICE~ sONG Song Twitch twitch angry convulsions; leave your flesh bruised your BROKEN Song song- Tweet tweeT comes Another birdy Don't crush birdy two, Please; GIVE BIRDY TWO FLIGHT~
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
Songbird
A father always supporting his daughter, No matter how high she jumped he caught her. A little girls prince in shinning armor, He always protects her and is sure to never harm her.
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 1:01 PM UTC
Cary Allen
I hear a melody in my head, A song, and poem with an end. The end is near as I command. Left to be read by the living soon to be undead. My poem, Oh my song leads only to rotting flesh. As my word are venom to your bread. There no meaning just the ramblings of a mad person. I am so mad, so tired, I sometimes seek death. My heart shows no ache to the blind, My voice shows no fear to the deaf, My trust shows none to the shallow. For my words are not a peace offering. No, just the shovel. The shovel for your grave. Though I won’t dig, But you will. I did not undue you, but I began your undoing.
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC
None For The Unable.....
I know of depression. I know the pain well, But this this pain is different with the same symptoms. I feel lost, My heart aches, Oh, My mind must stay busy, for the thought of him will leave me broken. Sad beyond compare, Inconsolable
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 8:58 AM UTC
In Consolable
Surrender, I hate that word. I shall not surrender my body or mind. Surrender! I say never! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! okay......
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 4:30 PM UTC
Surrender
Sitting in the living area for my weekly home, Monitored, We told stories of how we failed doing the one thing everyone told us to, There is one mentally sickened, There is one pretty but mistreated, There is one scared in the face spilling her confidence, There is one bright as the sun, She is the one most closely watched, She is the most cheerful one, She is the one wearing the bandages, She is the on with now burnt lungs, She is the one with the longest day, She is the one with the baffled family. She is the one who was the most relentless, But still she lost, But she only was five mins from winning. She has plans to start all over again for others, The reason she dose anything anymore.
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 10:05 AM UTC
Shes the one their Monitoring the Most
Death howls and beats the sickly, mune, and insane.
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 9:53 AM UTC
A Personified Metaphor for Death
Right person, wrong time? HAHAHAHAHAHA, No you're the wrong person, Making my blood boil. And time? You never will have my time. I have better things to waste it on, And you aren't one!
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
Don't Make Me Laugh!
It feels strange being on the other side of it all, I am the one not loving as much as you love me. I was once in your shoes, But all that dose is make me pity you, I felt your pain first hand but yet I feel no empathy, Pity is all you get.
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 9:44 AM UTC
Pity
Another black kiss on my eyelids......
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
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