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isabelle-3
isabelle-3
French Any comments are appreciated and I love getting feedback from all of you, thank you / *All poems are written by me, all rights reserved*
I am an icy cold lake and you are a curious boy who dares to test the waters again you dip your toes in and no it isn't long that you're there but it's enough to make a ripple.
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 8:48 PM UTC
Ripples
It started when you said listen I can't really deal with any more **** right now but I just wanted to talk I said since when did I change from lover to girlfriend to friend to **** It could have ended when you said you disgust me, I hate you no, not then because I may have been dirt, just scraps to you But at least I was something.
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 4:13 PM UTC
just the scraps
Why am I here? I've thought about death more than people who are dead now I've imagined driving my car into a tree I've imagined sinking beneath the water But not fighting to catch a breath So why am I here? I've thought about living and happiness But joy is a foreign concept to me My anxious mind searches for reasons in everything But ceases to find a purpose for my own existence
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:50 PM UTC
Thinking of Death
I love the way you look at me and then smile at the ground. I love the way you speak to me, you hardly make a sound. I love the way you laugh at me when I can barely talk. All the beer and alcohol I can barely walk. Oh I love the little things you do. I love all the little things about you. I love the way you walk with me always slowing down. I love the way you say my name I love the way it sounds. I love the way you look at me And then smile at the ground. I love the way you kiss my lips And then look to see who saw I love the way you grab my hips Never letting go. I love the way you get upset, At all the bad things in our way. I love the way you cheer me up, When I've had a ****** day I love the sound of your jealous words, When I'm talking to a guy But darling don't you worry I'm never leaving you. I love these things All these little things about you.
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Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 12:18 PM UTC
Little Things
The death was self inflicted. I'm ending it tonight she said. It flew over all our heads. We dismissed her words as she prepared to leave this world. When her final minutes passed We sat, we read, and we gasped. As if we had no clue. What she was about to do. I'm ending it tonight she said. Self inflicted. I just want to be dead she said. But we said unrealistic.
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Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 5:53 PM UTC
Self Inflicted
What is change? Well people change, But dreams can fade away, Or new wishes can be made. Where to start, How about today? New ideas are explained. But plans are delayed. That's change? Feelings are displayed. Rejection is portrayed. That's change? If you want to change the world You must start with yourself. If you're doing nothing then You're a book on a empty shelf. You've been thinking, not speaking. But there's children who aren't eating You've been bitter and whining, But the forests they are dying You've been stubborn and upset But the trash is making a mess. Sit down and observe. The things we've done to a beautiful world. Is it fair? You sit mighty in your chair. All that money and power. The environments you devour And that's change!? Are you satisfied? Killing innocent lives. The resources are depleting But it's you, up on top, we're believing. Voices are unheard. But you sit, You watch, The crumbling world. But that one word, Can move a generation Can fix the nation It's change. Change the way we live So we can live longer, So we can be stronger. A few simple steps, And it starts with yourself. Believe that you can help To change
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Jul 13, 2013
Jul 13, 2013 at 8:39 PM UTC
CHANGE
Would I wish it on them? If I had any friends love to defend My smiles are pretend Get used to it I know the real problem, There's no bother solving. And when I am alone, When I'm sitting by the phone Just waiting. I am dreaming. I'm not sleeping, I'm dreaming of leaving. I'm not grieving. There are things to fix And I'm used to it. There are places to go And go there alone. I enjoy the empty bliss, I'm used to it.
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Jul 13, 2013
Jul 13, 2013 at 5:29 PM UTC
I'm Used To It
Yes, bad things happen to us. But good things come from love. Do not forget the past. Do not regret what moved too fast. Things are changing But welcome change in. And let the change bring A new found happiness Taken away to bliss With death's final kiss.
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Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 10:05 PM UTC
Death's Final Kiss
I like things that are temporary. I hate to hold grudges, and I hate to be needed But that's what love is. You say incredible but I feel defeated. So why do you say to me Darling I love you Three words to make you happy, Three words to make me choke. Don't get mad if I'm laughing, Because forever is a joke.
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 7:33 PM UTC
Forever Is A Joke