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Feb 2014 s amy s

Mornings

Feb 2014 s amy s

MRR

Mornings

It was one of those
Mornings
Where everything seemed
Farther away than
it actually
was.

Feb 2014 s amy s

Morning

Feb 2014 s amy s

Milos Loncar

Morning

The morning is dry,
though is high on expectations.

The morning is light,
no sign of nights relations.

The morning lets you see,
if anything is fake.

The morning will disappear,
and fade in to the day.

My 1st poem for hellopoetry. English is not my mother language so point out my grammar mistakes please. Greets and love from Serbia.

Feb 2014 s amy s

Mornings

Feb 2014 s amy s

Gabrielle Diaz

Mornings

I slip on
a pretty mask,
hiding it all
away.

Feb 2014 s amy s

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Feb 2014 s amy s

mia

-

I watched her smoke her cigarettes,
Outside her bedroom window;
All day long.
Morning, noon and night.
Her records spinning,
Projected the sound of,
The Smiths, The Doors, The Beatles.
She never left that room,
Until one day.
That last day.
I never saw her since.

Feb 2014 s amy s

Meaningless Piles of Useless Actions Written for None to See

Feb 2014 s amy s

Blaise Tyler Beach

Meaningless Piles of Useless Actions Written for None to See

Some say our lives are meaningless piles of
useless actions to appease our horrendous society
I say this cannot be, for it should not be, and it will not be

But what do I know?
Only the valleys of red.
Formed on the hills of snow.
From our rotting dead.                    .