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 May 2020 sophie
Joquerencia
Trash
 May 2020 sophie
Joquerencia
“I’ll be there for you”,”I’ll be here for you”

_ sincerely; bulls*it
 May 2020 sophie
Alex
Lamp poem
 May 2020 sophie
Alex
I tried to make a lamp into the sun.
It burns my eyes like the sun does,
But finds itself only half as gorgeous.
The real is too much for me to bear.
About trying to find meaning in poor poetry I write.
 May 2020 sophie
Poetistician
Rain
 May 2020 sophie
Poetistician
People ask for rain.
and when they are given rain,
they look for rainshade.


-Frances Jay
Haiku|Rain
 May 2020 sophie
Verdant Quo
like water
I poured myself into her until she was overflowing at the brim

like reinforced steel
I bridged my heart to hers and welded myself to her soul

like the sun
I filled myself with light to cover her darkness

like a blanket
I shielded her from the harsh world underneath the covers

like magnets
I orbited her aura until we inevitably collided

like a seed
I felt myself growing up from her

Then, like an idiot
I could tell she felt nothing.
 May 2020 sophie
Chelsea
So I got told by someone that meant a lot to me that I am the problem,
Nothing I done seamed to have been good enough,
Cause I am the problem,
I worked hard to do what ever they wanted but still get told
I am the problem,
At least it's nice to know that at the end of it all everything that happened was because,
I am the problem
No matter what I tried to do for this person it was never good enough because I was just the problem to start with
 May 2020 sophie
Charlotte Ahern
You pierced and devoured me like a delicacy
Silly boy didn't realise you can't digest a soul
I'll be coming back up
And it's inevitable that you're going to get sick
 May 2020 sophie
TyeniWrites
You are amazing
Whether you realise it or not
Appreciate life more
And don't pressure yourself
Relax
Trust the timing
Remain humble
Embrace rejection
Do not give up
Love them out loud today
No,we are not promised tommorrow
Live!
 May 2020 sophie
D
she was a good christian girl; long brown hair, never dyed, with pretty brown eyes that only wore makeup on Sundays; her 'only God can judge us' attitude a red balloon in a bare room where people didn't really understand her conviction.

he was not in the prediction; bad boy streak with brows pierced and arms inked, he smelled of cigarette smoke and broken dreams and everything she wasn't allowed to be; she liked it.
she turned away from Him for him, exchanged forever for temporary sin.

no one is devoted forever, everyone can be swayed to visit the other side.
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