#dontletgo - Hello Poetry

Theres a lingering cloud when we conversate An awkward vibe we never mention Long gone are our banters and cute debates Keeping feelings minimal, avoiding questions The adorable messsages we used to send Are they ever coming back or was that it? Loving like we used to, is that real or just pretend Keep my broken heart if we ever do split You're slowly fading away from me I don't even think you realise All i can do is let you be And let me deal with all the cries. Perhaps it was the distance Or maybe it was just the time All of this gives me grievance I just want you to remain mine.

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Aug 25, 2018

Aug 25, 2018 at 6:19 PM UTC

Ryval08

TheFeelingOfHelplessness WhenSomeoneIsSlowlyFadingAway

Theres a lingering cloud when we conversate An awkward vibe we never mention Long gone are our banters and cute debates Keeping feelings minimal, avoiding questions The adorable messsages we used to send Are they ever coming back or was that it? Loving like we used to, is that real or just pretend Keep my broken heart if we ever do split You're slowly fading away from me I don't even think you realise All i can do is let you be And let me deal with all the cries. Perhaps it was the distance Or maybe it was just the time All of this gives me grievance I just want you to remain mine.

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Like the broken glass of a window Shattered to pieces A million bits laid out for show Sweep me up and throw me out Please don’t I beg, I scream and shout I promise to shine in the sun Sparkle in light I’m better than what I’ve done I am not trash to be swept away I am more Hear me and what I say I will not be the glass as before I cannot be But a new creation to love and adore See me in the glistening light Uncovered The darkness I’ll gladly fight Broken with no return to past No not true I’m breaking out of this cast No more restainsts or darkness I tell you now Don’t be so heartless Let me try to do better I swear it I won't be a scarlet letter Like the broken glass of a window Let me shine I want to rebuild, so please don’t let go

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Aug 22, 2018

Aug 22, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC

Dani32316

Shattered Glass

Like the broken glass of a window Shattered to pieces A million bits laid out for show Sweep me up and throw me out Please don’t I beg, I scream and shout I promise to shine in the sun Sparkle in light I’m better than what I’ve done I am not trash to be swept away I am more Hear me and what I say I will not be the glass as before I cannot be But a new creation to love and adore See me in the glistening light Uncovered The darkness I’ll gladly fight Broken with no return to past No not true I’m breaking out of this cast No more restainsts or darkness I tell you now Don’t be so heartless Let me try to do better I swear it I won't be a scarlet letter Like the broken glass of a window Let me shine I want to rebuild, so please don’t let go

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I know this guy I will not say goodbye To him and let go Because he makes me glow I’m happy, he’s my friend And I know, it will not be the end Of a friendship long Which will grow strong

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Jul 21, 2018

Jul 21, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC

FieTarp

This Guy

I know this guy I will not say goodbye To him and let go Because he makes me glow I’m happy, he’s my friend And I know, it will not be the end Of a friendship long Which will grow strong

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{Set I: Brandon} The sky is bleeding in lethargy Winter gives a sharp howl at me Leaves rippled, rusty, blown into the wind I cry as the guitar writes with it's acoustic pen Your ship may have taken damage At your lowest points you had to ravage Everyone pictures red like a Spanish bull A hurricane's Destruction can leave you null I remember, I was there Stroking this gentle, thin, string My melancholic melody echoes across the plane But my survival, like yours, need not be the same You will go through great struggles But you don't have to overcome them alone Don't ever let go You will never know How the power of friendship and support feels I've seen the demonic eye that is a black hole Sacrificing your life is not worth reclaiming what it stole Woah-oh-oh; Venus help me restore such beauty Give us the courage to walk through destruction happily Because Pain is temporary, yes While friendship is divine; everlasting Let us ever last Pain

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Feb 2, 2017

Feb 2, 2017 at 9:21 AM UTC

nocturnalstarboy

Golden Karots

{Set I: Brandon} The sky is bleeding in lethargy Winter gives a sharp howl at me Leaves rippled, rusty, blown into the wind I cry as the guitar writes with it's acoustic pen Your ship may have taken damage At your lowest points you had to ravage Everyone pictures red like a Spanish bull A hurricane's Destruction can leave you null I remember, I was there Stroking this gentle, thin, string My melancholic melody echoes across the plane But my survival, like yours, need not be the same You will go through great struggles But you don't have to overcome them alone Don't ever let go You will never know How the power of friendship and support feels I've seen the demonic eye that is a black hole Sacrificing your life is not worth reclaiming what it stole Woah-oh-oh; Venus help me restore such beauty Give us the courage to walk through destruction happily Because Pain is temporary, yes While friendship is divine; everlasting Let us ever last Pain

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I do not hold my Loves close enough As they break away and fade I am left with the weepings of their shadow and receding warmth My greed for valuables, taking my privilege as always there Every rock of the boat I see I'm truly drowning, no one to bail me out They all left, were thrown overboard or willingly went Only their unfinished cups of happiness left Should have asked for a note written just for me To be as selfish, so when they leave as well as tragic's I shall have something to hold on catch my dry tears I do not hold on enough to the scraps of my memories They hold the knowledge my past and heartbreak I have such a pathetic grip, make those that stay not fade away For even just a second to relive time Hug my past a little longer, maybe it will be different Think twice before you loosen your hand Hold your loves closer than me.

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Jan 3, 2017

Jan 3, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC

helen-stephens

To Your Loves

I do not hold my Loves close enough As they break away and fade I am left with the weepings of their shadow and receding warmth My greed for valuables, taking my privilege as always there Every rock of the boat I see I'm truly drowning, no one to bail me out They all left, were thrown overboard or willingly went Only their unfinished cups of happiness left Should have asked for a note written just for me To be as selfish, so when they leave as well as tragic's I shall have something to hold on catch my dry tears I do not hold on enough to the scraps of my memories They hold the knowledge my past and heartbreak I have such a pathetic grip, make those that stay not fade away For even just a second to relive time Hug my past a little longer, maybe it will be different Think twice before you loosen your hand Hold your loves closer than me.

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"There's a lot of stories In every cigarette. A lot of stories in The one Stained with my Lipstick. A lot of reasons For the smoke making Curly pictures In my lungs. "I'm smoking a childhood, Rolled in Domestic violence Court case Papers, And I'm drinking Hope For a future I let go of Years ago. "The bags under My eyes Are packed with Late nights of worry, For my high school Sweetheart's Troubled adolescence, And struggle for recovery. I couldn't even Fully close them. "The slouch in my Shoulders, Is from giving up The fight, For a better life, A better me, It's made from Acceptance of my Lowly state, And self pity. "The tobacco scent, Combined with Other things... Between my pointer And middle Fingers, Is made of Many meetings, And hugs, From family who Didn't Love Me. "Who am I? Look at me. I am possibility. The eulogy for your Battered youth, And the future You could have had. I'm you, If you let go."

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Jul 5, 2016

Jul 5, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC

AnonymousFreak

Eulogy

"There's a lot of stories In every cigarette. A lot of stories in The one Stained with my Lipstick. A lot of reasons For the smoke making Curly pictures In my lungs. "I'm smoking a childhood, Rolled in Domestic violence Court case Papers, And I'm drinking Hope For a future I let go of Years ago. "The bags under My eyes Are packed with Late nights of worry, For my high school Sweetheart's Troubled adolescence, And struggle for recovery. I couldn't even Fully close them. "The slouch in my Shoulders, Is from giving up The fight, For a better life, A better me, It's made from Acceptance of my Lowly state, And self pity. "The tobacco scent, Combined with Other things... Between my pointer And middle Fingers, Is made of Many meetings, And hugs, From family who Didn't Love Me. "Who am I? Look at me. I am possibility. The eulogy for your Battered youth, And the future You could have had. I'm you, If you let go."

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