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 Mar 2014
Àŧùl
She's the ultimate girl,
I am her male version,
My dream come true...

Write all our poetry,
Lovingly compose it,
Only for each other..

Luckily for me,
She's a poetess,
Krispi it is you.
The title is in German language meaning "She is my girl"

My HP Poem #564
©Atul Kaushal
 Mar 2014
PrttyBrd
She found peace
Alone
In the dark
With her **demons
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 Mar 2014
Devon Grey
I had thought I found the perfect guy,
one that knew how to treat me right.
But then I forgot to hold on tight,
and now he’s gone.

I should have pushed harder for us to work,
but I didn’t and now I’m hurt.
His picture won't erase from my mind
I think about him all the time.

He used to mean everything to me,
and now we can never be
I have ruined it all,
I say this as I slowly fall.

I miss the way it used to be
Just you and me
Everything inside me is dead.
And he won't ever get out of my head.
 Mar 2014
pluie d'été
The sunlight flashes over me
Reflected by the swinging  window
Moving in the breeze

Please
Stay still
Over me

I want you to go
 Mar 2014
D Conors
My golden honey-***,
sweet fruit of the bees,
I'd love to lick you
in the spring-time breeze;
drink from your luscious golden jar,
and love your taste,
just as you are.
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A honey-***:
http://beautyineverything.com/5054031447
D. Conors
06 October 2010
 Feb 2014
Savannah Becker
I still order chicken strips
(with a side of fries)
And when my cartoons go off
Sometimes I have to cry

I still kick my covers off
And refuse to sleep with socks
And when I go to the candy store
I still get sugar rocks

My Barbies still have boyfriends
(and better hair than me!)
My dessert is still 99% sprinkles
And 1% ice cream

My stuffed animals still have names
And they have feelings, too
I can't sleep with only one
I invite the whole **** crew!

I still have my night light
(shh! Don't tell my friends!)
And my math is still not very good
"5 plus 5 is 10!?!"

Despite my inner child
And my silly pointless fears
It seems in 15 years of living
I've aged a hundred years

— The End —