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 Apr 2020 E
Andrea Svanne
Blue
 Apr 2020 E
Andrea Svanne
Blue is the sky on hot summer days when you're holding a cold drink in your hand,
Blue is the winter sickness with warm sweaters and hot tea,
But blue is
Loving this
 Apr 2020 E
dailythoughts
My Own
 Apr 2020 E
dailythoughts
This heart of mine
Is funny
Gives me trouble
Aches
Loves
Burns
Smiles
Handles me well
Reminds me of terror
Is weak
Is full of tenderness
But it’s mine
 Apr 2020 E
Rupert Pip
gore
 Apr 2020 E
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
 Apr 2020 E
John Destalo
art scars
 Apr 2020 E
John Destalo
art is
blood

we cut
our
souls

on purpose

sometimes
it trickles

sometimes
it oozes

and

sometimes
it spurts

and always
we create

these scars

we heal
but never

hide
 Apr 2020 E
cosmo naught
i.
 Apr 2020 E
cosmo naught
i.
to wonder is simple and human and fine;
but it is to relinquish control that’s divine.
 Apr 2020 E
flora
phases
 Apr 2020 E
flora
way above the clouds,
i watch the moon change phase
floating in the stars,
i’m in a cosmic daze
whispers in my ear,
the planets call my name
so far from it all,
don’t have to feel

lying on the moon,
nowhere else feels right like this
tangled in the sky,
all my sorrows disappear
finally i’m free,
i cry tears of golden light
so far from it all,
don’t even think of you

i’m falling, but i don’t mind falling up here
i’m reaching, but i don’t need catching,
it’s so clear
i’m floating, but never feeling
i’m wondering,
if i’ll every have to leave
this poem is actually the lyrics to a song i wrote

https://open.spotify.com/track/7GZxei1nWTEIHBGNv9k7HP?si=woeywUD5TZCALK2WA_OOkA

thank you so much if you took the time to read this and listen to my song
 Apr 2020 E
Em
Smoker
 Apr 2020 E
Em
i never used to smoke
but since you left,
it’s the only time i can seem to breathe
 Apr 2020 E
skyy omalley
I’ve seen her before,
A girl in a flowy white dress that matched mine.
When I approached her, she smiled warmly.
Handing me a flower crown she made, she told me her name.

Pretty dresses and high heels,
Barbies and princesses,
Flowers and ponies,
Magic and fairies.

But eventually a princess wants a prince.

Dresses turns to crop tops,
Barbies thrown away,
Ponies replaced by cars,
And magic is gone for good.

Princes arrive for my friend
She is unable to see their true monstrous forms
I don't want to be left behind
A sad fate

When was it, that I, myself, fell for their deceiving looks?
 Apr 2020 E
Somebody's Me
I wanted to keep you,
But
I know I can't,
So
I turned you into Poetry.
And
Finally called you mine.
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