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N Nov 2019
Let me whisper
my last goodbye
between your lips

Oh, won’t you let me
bury this poem along
with our dead love

And pour my salty tears
upon your naked shoulder
This poem has been lingering in my throat so here.
was prisoned at my throat
wanted to be out
desired to be known

but it was stuck
another came and shared
shoulder by shoulder, foot by foot

third made a crowd
it got in enforced
the tongue was found
opened but could not
talk

she pointed with her gold finger
slowly and get calmer

the words got so clearer
i love you
dearer
he noticed and wanted to see what the feelings are?
Butterfly Jun 2019
Everybody has a  angel and an demon on there shoulder.
Sometimes the angel wants to **** the demon.
And sometimes the demon wants to **** the angel
Vic Mar 2019
A tap on my shoulder,
And a wink,
From you,
When you saw me walking.
All I needed,
To make sure.
Now I know.
This isn't normal.
And even though I know.
I really know you're never there.
I still spend the breaks,
On the same place
Every day.
Still hoping,
You will pass me in the hallway
I'm writing a small poem every day, about how I feel or the world around me. This is #13
Jordan Ray Mar 2019
Watching you dress under the lights,
Another bottle by my side,
I know where you've been,
I know where you've been.

I need a little more serotonin,
If I'm to keep it all in,
Because I know where you've been,
Yes I know where you've been.

I'm still scared to find out why,
You turn your back at night,
When it's getting colder,
We should be shoulder to shoulder.

Staring at a blank wall,
Don't know what you're thinking of,
But it's getting colder,
We should be shoulder to shoulder.
Emmanuella Jan 2019
"Hello, little Little shoulder,
Haven't you seen a bucket of tears over the years?
Or was it?
Was it all just yesterday?"
Because it very well could be.
Inspired by the saying: "You can cry on my shoulder."

~~A little melancholy question for her shoulder.~~
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