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Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems?  That's what I plan to do.
 Sep 2018 Cherry
Nat Lipstadt
“there are no lines or lies in my writings
there are no definitions and
perception is only your truth”

Jackson *******


my poems are splats and drips.
you make them into paintings that hang
in your own private museum,
signed by you, truthfully, forever,
as first viewer,
and thus as,
co-creator


Nat Lipstadt
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jackson_Pollock
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When the Beauty I See
In the Land and the Sea
Even the Flowers to be
But not like She

When the Love I See
Within the Flower and Bee
Even in my Heart to be
But not like She

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@Musfiq us shaleheen
 Sep 2018 Cherry
Rj
Untitled
 Sep 2018 Cherry
Rj
My heart must be fooling me
 Sep 2018 Cherry
R
Untitled
 Sep 2018 Cherry
R
I just keep going, hoping that I won't want you as much as I need you.
 Sep 2018 Cherry
Maddy
Ocean of pain
 Sep 2018 Cherry
Maddy
If you swim in it,my apologies
If you drown in it,here is a life vest
The dirt and disgust can't be washed away.
Feeling ugly never goes away although know we are swans in waiting
The flashbacks are real
Please swim to the shore
Do what needs to be done so you can enjoy the ocean with less pain and divine dignity

c@rainbowchaser2018
Dedicated to Dr.Ford and other survivors whether they have come out or have yet to do so.
 Sep 2018 Cherry
JcA
Untitled #34
 Sep 2018 Cherry
JcA
Distance                                                



                         does not mean a thing. Just as the moon grips the sea, your love will have ahold on me. Forever and unchanging.
 Sep 2018 Cherry
Alexander T
You already know why I'm here don't you?
I would tell you but you are so smart,
Probably heard all this before

Here comes the lies
The pattern of my life

I am happier now a days
I can see more light than ever before
Its like life really wants me
Can relate with me so well

When I smell the fresh air
I know that there is still a world for me
In the city or in the subs
Someone is there

I haven't fantasized in a long lime
Its been months since my last urge
I have never attempted, not even once

You know me
I smile and I laugh
My eyes are dry
If I need to cry,
The tears will come

My poems are getting happier too
You can feel the sun
It radiates from the words,
The verbs,
The nouns,
And the pronouns,

You really know how to help me
The music is so fresh
My sleep has never been better
I am glad that I feel better

I would tell you if anything was wrong
I trust you
I know you want to help
I have never been happier
Waking up I know is a blessing
You have helped me in every way
I wrote this for my poetry club after hearing a similar poem by a really great poet. His name is Miles Walser. Inspired by, Lies I've Told my Therapist, in Reverse Chronological Order.
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