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Spriha Kant Apr 2021
Self-love is a zone prohibiting the entrances of painful solitude state and inferiority complex.

© Spriha Kant
Twalib Mushi Apr 2021
I was on my zone
with weapon
My heart
hard like stone
stands like mountain
fighting alone
Being guided
with my inner
My body
never want to frozen

My story shall be told
When i am gone
A story of a very brave
and courageous son
Fight with  those left us to starve.
low poetry May 2019
dancing on my own
out of comfort zone
two possible ways, but none is mine
I will ******* both and just feel fine

preserving The Gifts
friend to the thieves
existing on the edge of frame
ego flirting with the devil’s fame

I like what fear do
ca-сa-call me ******
edited '2020
Gravity has me in its pull once again you see

Anytime I feel myself start to orbit and feel free

Newton's laws have no problem reminding me
John McCafferty Aug 2020
Laughter and leisure as free will flows
Attention fades in this comfort zone
Chatter with chewing, mixed between both
Unknown senses tickle the throat

More than a stutter
Chuckle has froze
Esophagus tightened
Pretense to pose
Raising some questions
They already know
Air flow now closed

Gasping as no space left kept for breath
Eyes turn to water bloodshot entry blocked
Unimpressed to be consumed by death
Slapped to the back
Less access this isn't a test
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Amanda Kay Burke Jul 2020
Use caution! Work zone!
Active poem in progress
Under construction
Wear helmets on site please or should I say on "cite" bahahahaha
JakeY Apr 2020
I stood there in the rain,
A lot running through this brain.
I let her go again.
Friend zoned without a bargain.
Now she's out of my domain,
Is it time to refrain?
Or should I try again?
Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2020
Sometimes need loving
Step outside your comfort zone
Some fresh air and breathe
Love doesn't always come to your doorstep
Sometimes you must go find it
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