#booth - Hello Poetry

On a Wednesday, I want to tell you the truth. listen to me as if it's the first time you've heard a voice On a Wednesday, I want you to understand. because I don't want to hurt you, you see. I want you to hurt me. On a Wednesday, at this table I want you to realize it was meant to be like this all along. To be on opposite sides of the table with different worlds as plates, different wants and needs as different tastes. On a Wednesday, I want you to taste what I taste. the sour taste of our expired time

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Sep 3, 2014

Sep 3, 2014 at 7:59 PM UTC

liz-6

On a Wednesday

On a Wednesday, I want to tell you the truth. listen to me as if it's the first time you've heard a voice On a Wednesday, I want you to understand. because I don't want to hurt you, you see. I want you to hurt me. On a Wednesday, at this table I want you to realize it was meant to be like this all along. To be on opposite sides of the table with different worlds as plates, different wants and needs as different tastes. On a Wednesday, I want you to taste what I taste. the sour taste of our expired time

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*24 hours ago I was someone different but right now I'm crying right where I'm sitting: in this old photo booth on the side of the beach where you left me after saying that we should end things because this wasn't turning out the way that you expected it to be.*

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Nov 27, 2015

Nov 27, 2015 at 6:54 PM UTC

Jellyfish

You left me in the Photo Booth

*24 hours ago I was someone different but right now I'm crying right where I'm sitting: in this old photo booth on the side of the beach where you left me after saying that we should end things because this wasn't turning out the way that you expected it to be.*

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Storming rain The sound of life Deeply drains Into a strife Only my age Lives in my booth Becomes my cage My future, my truth It’s just some tears No one should care Fighting my fears Do not despair To finally cope Severely drifts, My promising hope Is what has left

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Oct 13, 2015

Oct 13, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC

ayyash

Hope! Not Dead Yet...

Storming rain The sound of life Deeply drains Into a strife Only my age Lives in my booth Becomes my cage My future, my truth It’s just some tears No one should care Fighting my fears Do not despair To finally cope Severely drifts, My promising hope Is what has left

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A recording booth is nothing more than another padded room. © Matthew Harlovic

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Feb 28, 2015

Feb 28, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC

matthew-harlovic

Recording Booth - 10w

A recording booth is nothing more than another padded room. © Matthew Harlovic

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The (Only) Story (A Friend Pt. 2) by Ryan P. Kinney "So, this is it then?" "THE END..." "No, only yours" "Well, only this part of your story." "So, What happens now?" "Where do I go?" "That's up to you." "Where do you think you'll go?" "I guess I hadn't really thought of it." "It's time to start now." "We've got places to go." "Whatever you think, is right somewhere, someplace." "You write your own story." "I was too busy living to think about it ending." "That's the point of it, isn't it." "So, who are you? "Oh, you know..." I DO. I know her I guess we all do. We've known her all along from THE BEGINNING...

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Aug 28, 2021

Aug 28, 2021 at 11:42 PM UTC

ryan-p-kinney

The Story

The (Only) Story (A Friend Pt. 2) by Ryan P. Kinney "So, this is it then?" "THE END..." "No, only yours" "Well, only this part of your story." "So, What happens now?" "Where do I go?" "That's up to you." "Where do you think you'll go?" "I guess I hadn't really thought of it." "It's time to start now." "We've got places to go." "Whatever you think, is right somewhere, someplace." "You write your own story." "I was too busy living to think about it ending." "That's the point of it, isn't it." "So, who are you? "Oh, you know..." I DO. I know her I guess we all do. We've known her all along from THE BEGINNING...

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10:45 p.m. Music Mage Floats The Room Accounts Balance Of Patrons Grooms The Crowd Pattern

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Aug 8, 2019

Aug 8, 2019 at 5:31 PM UTC

neth-jones

Booth [NightClub#1]

10:45 p.m. Music Mage Floats The Room Accounts Balance Of Patrons Grooms The Crowd Pattern

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