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Madison Greene Mar 2019
you were knitted together before the world first heard your cries
and you were born whole
you were made to break barriers
never to hide behind the shadow of a man
it is time you stop trying to shrink yourself to conform to the world's ideals
you are a walking contradiction
both peaceful and wild
delicate and resilient
remind yourself you do not need his arms when you were given two of your own
do not let them burn out the flames within your soul
you belong only to yourself
Seth Edwards Mar 2019
Sunlight hits their face
It’s their favorite pass time
Waiting for the time of day to warm and protect their hair
As they walk through the mountain air
Be so secure and be so happy
Someday you’ll know how to be whole without the sun
Whole without the half that comes and goes
Whole without the sentiment of growing old
Whole without the heat of summer rays
Whole without the pain of summer days
Emma Pals Feb 2019
Snowy white Saturday morning.
All is calm and peaceful.
As the big flakes of snow drift down,
They give the ground a big blanket
Everything is so peaceful

Despite the stillness of the world,
Thoughts, still, destroy everything tranquil.
Minds filled with terrible thoughts,
Ideas that demolish all things good.

The snow falls white on the earth.
Blood spills from tired veins,
Turning crisp white snow to a ****** mess.
Red hot blood thaws the frozen snow-covered earth.

Sleeping peacefully, covered by the snowy blanket,
No more thoughts, no more ideas.
A final breath on a
Snowy white Saturday morning.
The snow is falling outside and apparently so am I so here's this piece I wrote this morning
Hunger Feb 2019
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I will fall for you if you fall for me,
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If we fall for each other we will be falling free,
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And I promise as we grow close to the ground,
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My love will be the loudest sound,
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That echoes gracefully in your ears,
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And I will wipe away all your tears,
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Because I Love U.
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Thanks
Next time ill be on the ground ready to catch you
shatteredpoet Feb 2019
in your toughest
hours,
may the universe
kiss you with
warm coffee and
vanilla scented
candles
while the chaos
brews
outside your window.

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Athena Feb 2019
Everything fell apart
as ravaging hunger
and yowling cries
became
mild nurture
and womanly sighs
Unearthed
the night ground out
splendor in a shaded cove
beneath the willow tree
she lay
sheltered from the chill
and snow
long awaiting the warmth of day
she wrapped around her
the leaf of an oak
and wore natures love
as her winter cloak
steadily she slept
the treeline as her pillow
and in a few sweet hours
she would die
beneath the willow
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