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It just hit me,
Smack in the head,
I haven't been sad,
Since we met again.
I jump with joy,
I write with grace,
Like you put new life in my pen,
Even if it is to my depression's distaste.
She's the light of my life.
"You're not the first person to do it,
So don't get upset when I do it too."
You're right,
I'm not the first to do that,
But I'm the first to do it that way.
So if you want to do it too,
Don't blatantly copy me.
Sometimes sharing bites you harder than you expected.
I'm romantic,
Like the Romance Era.

Either the highest highs,
Or the deepest pains.
My favorite poetry from the romantic era is the German poetry like the Elkonking. (May not have spelled that right.)
You can laugh all you want,
Taunt and point.
Just remember,
I didn't turn around on you when you broke my heart,
So don't turn on me now that I've broken yours.
I don't think she expected me to move on.
A soft snow scurries across the town,
Drowning out the bright lights.
A soft darkness descends,
And the day stretches in slivers,
From the clouds.

And I see none of it,
I'm too focused on you.
Happy Wednesday everyone! Let's make today a great one.
A poet is a song writer they just don't write songs with music.
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Just realized today how far I've come here. Thank you all for reading my work.
"Try to spread your work across many different places, it's easy!"

Yeah right,
That's the last time,
That I listen to medium.
I read an article on medium about spreading your work across many platforms so I decided to try All Poetry one more time. Still really don't like it but I'm giving it a little more time to prove itself. So you can catch me on there.
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JustToSeeHerSmileBecauseHerSmileIsLovelyLikeTheRisingOfSun
She's everything I've ever really needed I'll give everything just to see her smile because her smile is lovely like the rising sun.
Peter Wyatt Feb 4
Living in reverse,
rewriting our love
in careless verse,
denying all that died
in between sacred seconds
we were able to cry.

I want us to crawl
back to that hole
all our shadows
ever put us.

Even if all we do
is lie to the sun,
become blind to light,
perhaps the darkness,
just the darkness
understands us.
Full poem: https://romances.blog/2025/02/03/poem-the-way-we-rewind-2-3-2025/
Stargazing is an affirmation that our problems
Are as small as can be for the universe is bigger
And more mysterious then the future at head
To be honest stargazing is a testament of
The curiosity  of the human race and
The creative and destructive force of
Nature, be it on here or in the universe
This is my church
This my worship
Stargazing at night
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