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Shiv Pratap Pal Jul 2019
Jack and Steve
Swallowed a Pill
Using a glass of water

Both fell down
Got out of mind

And people called Doctor
Let's Cherish Childhood
Juno Jul 2019
I want to help, I really do
But I don’t like the thought of dying.
Anxiety keeps me on the ground
Instead of up there flying.

So raise a glass to all those people
Who could do what I could never.
By their constant and certain efforts
They make the world much better.

Everyone says I should just try
But I know that I would fail.
And even if I did agree
For my health I’d have to bail.

So raise a glass to all those people
Who could do what I could never.
Like the astronauts in space who quite
Possibly could stay there forever.

Raise a glass to all those people
Who could do what I could never.
Like the people who study volcanoes
Who could rest there forever.
AngelAutumn4 Jul 2019
Break in case of emergency,
Emotional uncertainty,
Anxiety,
A struggle with sobriety,
A squabble with the family,
Or something no one else can see,
When you need a friend for listening,
Who else to them,
But quiet me?
Mike Jul 2019
i have a soft spot for
tough times, i said from my stomach,
pouring out thick-red wine,
dusty lights and heavy air, breathless voices
and silverware clattered --
i can't be
your rock and
your punching bag, she said with one
corner of her lips curled,
reaching for her glass, a dry wooden door
shut, and the whined shriek of wind
stopped.
Ash Underdash Aug 2019
What was I then? What was I to you.
Besides broken glass and miss-matched shoes
Lilac…Lilac…Lilac…
What was I to you? What did I do?
I helped you paint your whole room blue!
Lilac?
No, Blue.
Maybe that's why you said words so few?
Why the only word you said to me had letters of two
Why the only word you said was "Ew"
Lilac?
Matteo Palermo Jul 2019
Let me show you what you’ve been missing.
The things everyone notices when they come across you
But you fail to see
We all have a little self doubt
But you’re to perfect to be staring at the reflection of someone else.
The mirror isn’t broken
But I’d put the shards back together with bloodied hands just to show you the reflection of who you truly are.
Anastasia Jun 2019
I should sleep
But I want to write about you
My dreams of glass
Are dreams of you
Shattering threats
You could fall apart
Any second
I'll protect your heart
It's getting late
But I kind
Because I'm staying up
With you on my mind
10:16
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