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stephanie-burrows
F I write to forget things and to ease the pain my emotions always make sense when I put them into a poem.
He watches the news for hours. She watches videos that says this Virus is not real its a hoax. They never can explain why the Death count keeps on rising. Instead they blame politicians And Bill Gates. She believes the vaccine has a Chip in it while he says its made From dead babies. Angry when say its not real once More. My response is. Tell that to everyone who has lost Someone that this is not real. Tell those front line hero's this Is not real. Telling them both to share no More narrow minded views with me Because this is very real.
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Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 2:06 PM UTC
Angry Saturday
The Voice of Self doubt gets Louder with every last Whisper
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Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 9:10 PM UTC
The voice in the night
Maybe This was Never meant to Last so I'll say Goodbye
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Oct 17, 2020
Oct 17, 2020 at 6:31 PM UTC
Maybe it's the end
The love you wanted Was always right in front of you, You where just to blind to see it.
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Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 11:39 AM UTC
To blind to see a priceless love
Feeling envious Of the butterfly who flys To a freedom I'll never know.
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Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020 at 3:19 PM UTC
The butterfly of freedom
Teach me to forget beauty such as his. Let not these eyes gaze upon his warm smile It's no lie nor a secret, the recalls of his tender torso still feeds my desire. When he and I meet on the edge of dreams, We live in moments I won't remember. If you must sigh and roll your eyes at me. Show me another love as fair as him. The thought of life without him tortures me. Would one kiss be such an illicit deed? Do you recall butterflies' cheering wings?. Mock me if you must, by showing me it is nothing other than unrequited love. I've seen people waiting for empty hope. He fires me to dream of him, does this make me a fool?, or just a woman in love
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Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 7:30 PM UTC
Teach me to forget him
Spare me the lecture!!!. I know that I fall in love alone. But this isn't a feeling that you Can turn off. I wish that i had never laid My eyes on that man. Hating myself for being unable To let him go. I can't think. I can't breath. I can't dream of someone else. Maybe I deserve the pain. I shouldn't answer his message. But this sick love as you call it Is better thank having nothing. Call me crazy tell me it's on my head. Just because I can't be with him. It does mean that this love just Dies because it doesn't die.
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Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 3:23 PM UTC
An unequeted love.
If I am honest.... I don't want tomorrow to come. Because i know it will be full of The suffocating people. Who never listen to me. Rubbing on anothet fake smile. Wondering if God listens to My cry for help. Theres days where that I don't Want to wake up. Wishing I could stay in a dream. Where I am happy and free. Confessing my sins. Preying for a way out. Feeling as if there is no Way out. Spilling my heart onto empty Lines trying to ease the pain. Looking for a get out of jail Free card. Close to giving up because Everytime I find happiness I lose it. Everytime I find hope it fades. Now I no longer know what to do. Tonight I will prey once again. In the hope he hears my cry for help.
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Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 4:40 PM UTC
A cry for help
Men have always been taught They need to be strong. That real men don't cry society Made them suffer in silence. Men suffer twice as hard as women Do, they feel that need to be strong For us. Isn't time to change that damaging message?. Shouldn't we teach young minds that It's okay to cry and not be okay?. Shouldn't we say to men hey its okay Not to be strong and share your feelings. Men have feelings to even if they Hide it and won't agree.
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 8:47 PM UTC
A message to men.
Don't tell anyone but.... But I can't not hold back the gates Of my heart any longer. His sweet honey voice calls to me. The war within rages like a forest fire. His sparkling blue eyes. The roundness of hips lured me Into another world. My racing heartbeat shook my core. Stealing the breathe from my lips. He calls me into the midnight darkness To dance. I can't work out how he does it But every road taken leads me to him.
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Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 7:42 PM UTC
Every road