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elizabeth-lawrence
elizabeth-lawrence
Lately I can't tell if I'm tortured or numb, but not knowing which has somehow made me both.
I watch the shadows grow tall while time ticks on
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Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 10:00 PM UTC
10WordPoem: Sleepless
You pushed through a crowd You sought me out You made me laugh, And paid for my drink. I gave you my number. You texted me every day You made plans to see me You held my hand in yours, And made me think you were different. I gave you my trust. You spent nights watching movies You took walks through empty streets You sat on park benches with me in the cold, And let me play with your puppy. I gave you my heart. Then one day it wasn't enough, no--something bigger, something better, something older, something familiar shattered what we had built. I didn't do anything wrong, You were crazy about me, It just didn't work out, You were sorry. You pushed through a crowd You sought me out You made me laugh, And paid for my drink. I foolishly gave you my number.
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Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 6:19 PM UTC
A Fool For Love
What's the point in loving you? You never even cared.
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Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 6:10 PM UTC
What's The Point? (10W Poem)
my mind craves what my heart is afraid to let in —love
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Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 6:04 PM UTC
Untitled
I love you but you love her and it *****
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Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 1:07 PM UTC
10WPoem: Sigh
I am just really tired of not being good enough
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
10WPoem: Sigh
I am sick of trying and never finding any peace
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Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
10W:fed up
a clouded horizon where no sane rationalizations can be found, nor heard; an empty shell abandoned of all hope too wise by now to wish for a better tomorrow; tense, scratched, tormented abused, neglected, and broken by its tenant and all I ask is for sweet release and a warm bed.
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
. . .
Whenever the wind howls, all I can hear is my own voice screaming out to match its volume.
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 8:46 PM UTC
bring me home
help me to see the light, for the darkness is blinding.
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 7:20 PM UTC
help