wildflowerseverywhere - Hello Poetry

Don’t love me yet, I’m just a child. Break my heart And make me wild.

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Nov 23, 2021

Nov 23, 2021 at 11:16 AM UTC

Don’t love me yet, I’m just a child. Break my heart And make me wild.

I love you like the sun Which is fickle and sets too soon I love you like the pale And everchanging moon I love you like the ocean And the tides that pull away I love you like the blossoms That don’t live to see may I love you like the embers Of a flame that slowly dies Like the sting of regret Of a thousand muted cries.

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May 28, 2021

May 28, 2021 at 8:16 AM UTC

passion is fickle

I love you like the sun Which is fickle and sets too soon I love you like the pale And everchanging moon I love you like the ocean And the tides that pull away I love you like the blossoms That don’t live to see may I love you like the embers Of a flame that slowly dies Like the sting of regret Of a thousand muted cries.

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I am not yet a man But I am King. You have ****** me Onto this throne torn the wooden sword from my hands to place in them shaking steel It is stained with the dark wine that foams at the mouth of my enemies You say I must lust after the taste of it As men lust for women But I know nothing Feed me violence until I’m sick of it My eyes crawl with what I’ve seen - corpses? littered all around daisies in a meadow with which I’ve made my crown.

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Mar 16, 2021

Mar 16, 2021 at 10:15 AM UTC

This is how we make our kings

I am not yet a man But I am King. You have ****** me Onto this throne torn the wooden sword from my hands to place in them shaking steel It is stained with the dark wine that foams at the mouth of my enemies You say I must lust after the taste of it As men lust for women But I know nothing Feed me violence until I’m sick of it My eyes crawl with what I’ve seen - corpses? littered all around daisies in a meadow with which I’ve made my crown.

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Tu sei il sole ed ** gli occhi pieni di te

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Jan 30, 2021

Jan 30, 2021 at 2:09 PM UTC

The sun

Tu sei il sole ed ** gli occhi pieni di te

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What scares me the most Is to love someone so much That in losing them You lose yourself And yet still end up mourning not your crippled soul But them Only them Always them

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Jan 24, 2021

Jan 24, 2021 at 3:09 PM UTC

always them

What scares me the most Is to love someone so much That in losing them You lose yourself And yet still end up mourning not your crippled soul But them Only them Always them

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I Fair thee well My travelling friend For time is restless And we cannot pretend, In days of fire Through tears and wrath We lived! we lived! And now we laugh.

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Jan 24, 2021

Jan 24, 2021 at 3:08 PM UTC

We lived

I Fair thee well My travelling friend For time is restless And we cannot pretend, In days of fire Through tears and wrath We lived! we lived! And now we laugh.

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Sailor! Sailor! The waves Don’t wait, The water’s cold And so is fate. Sailor! Sailor! Taste the salt As it goes down, The tide is swelling and I shall drown.

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Jan 14, 2021

Jan 14, 2021 at 3:06 AM UTC

I drown

Sailor! Sailor! The waves Don’t wait, The water’s cold And so is fate. Sailor! Sailor! Taste the salt As it goes down, The tide is swelling and I shall drown.

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And what do I mourn? What do I mourn? There where Love should Rage and Storm Only Silence Empty and Forlorn.

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Jan 6, 2021

Jan 6, 2021 at 5:33 AM UTC

What do I Mourn?

And what do I mourn? What do I mourn? There where Love should Rage and Storm Only Silence Empty and Forlorn.

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In the darkness I go diving And I do so with a smile, Knowing that I love you And I’ll see you in a while.

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Jan 5, 2021

Jan 5, 2021 at 12:47 PM UTC

see you soon

In the darkness I go diving And I do so with a smile, Knowing that I love you And I’ll see you in a while.

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There is Art In the Moon and the Stars In Daisies and Violets In Venus and Mars. Art in the Oceans Art in the Skies Art in Lovers And their Sighs. There is Art On Grass In Drops of Dew In Whispers and Fire And in the Wind too. There’s Art in your Soul In Chaos and Pain There’s Art in Tears And in the Rain. Art within You And despite what I tell myself It is true There’s Art within Me too.

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Dec 6, 2020

Dec 6, 2020 at 7:39 AM UTC

There is Art

There is Art In the Moon and the Stars In Daisies and Violets In Venus and Mars. Art in the Oceans Art in the Skies Art in Lovers And their Sighs. There is Art On Grass In Drops of Dew In Whispers and Fire And in the Wind too. There’s Art in your Soul In Chaos and Pain There’s Art in Tears And in the Rain. Art within You And despite what I tell myself It is true There’s Art within Me too.

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