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julianna Oct 2018
I’m laying in bed, eating a pizza slice
Wearing my dark flower robe.
My headphones are pumping
Teen Idle
(Marina and the Diamonds)
So funny, when my mother knocks
“I’ve been calling you,”
She says.
I realize now it’s come full circle
I’m able to be a teen again.
Today was my “last” day of therapy after a year. I’m only going back every few months, as long as I keep doing well. It’s so amazing to think about where I was when I started and where I am now. I’m
So
Much
Better
I’m healthier and I can finally be a teen again.
Alyssa Torres Jan 2016
love will never be forever, feelings are just like the weather, January to December, do you want to be a member? Lonely hearts club,* **do you want to be with, somebody like me, oh?
lonely hearts club - marina and the diamonds
ajit peter Mar 2015
Bare feet on beach
nature's love to reach
Sands caress the feet
Life's curing street

Bare feet on beach
Peace in heart doth teach
Nature's lessons to preach
Yet to humans doth it reach

Plastic bags tangle thy feet
Stench of waste nature's defeat
Broken glass dangers seat
Oh Tis life's defeat

Useless thrown to waste
Let not be in haste
For waste doth not fade in haste
Let Tis not be nature's fate
Inspired by true event every sunday I go for a walk in beach marina beach one of the longest beach in India let us keep it clean
Shayla Jade Feb 2013
If beauty is skin deep,
the secrets that you keep
show all your pains
like the blue of your veins.

Salt tears to the ocean.
You hide your emotion.
He's already gone,
let him fade with the dawn.

These secrets and lies
haven't been very wise,
you broke everyone's hearts
trying to keep them apart.

The things you avoid,
see all that they destroyed.
Ruined life with your death,
took the air from his breath.
Inspired by Wasteland, by Francesca Lia Block
Irate Watcher Jul 2014
sails like blankets
thrown awry,
float with
idle paseé.

wind whips wrinkles
for pioneers,
chaos and crinkles
make our worst fears.

wakes speed time
like a blitzed motor,
whils't the sun burns
blackened otters.

sunsets brush the
beauty away,
highlights fade
and darken grey.

birds fish
the waters va-
cate your hovel
and meet us for café.
Just some wordplay.

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