#kindasad - Hello Poetry

and then the world was silenced all except her broken butterfly wing heartbeat She dove into the oblivion of the deep blue sea.

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Feb 1, 2021

Feb 1, 2021 at 4:39 PM UTC

strawberryshortcake

blue

and then the world was silenced all except her broken butterfly wing heartbeat She dove into the oblivion of the deep blue sea.

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there is so much i want to say so many questions i would like to ask it hasn’t been long since we talked thought i still want to know how you are i know some awkward things happened and i don’t know how to label us but did you keep the letters or all those little things i could see why you wouldn’t have it’s okay if you didn’t i know you’re probably confused and whatnot and this might not help anything but i just want you to know that i miss you and i think about you all the time and even though we were complete opposites we got along so well and shared many laughs i can’t fit the other 536374848 things i want to tell you within this poem but i hope we can become friends again and maybe soon it feel regular?

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Sep 23, 2018

Sep 23, 2018 at 7:18 PM UTC

moontruther

thoughtS

there is so much i want to say so many questions i would like to ask it hasn’t been long since we talked thought i still want to know how you are i know some awkward things happened and i don’t know how to label us but did you keep the letters or all those little things i could see why you wouldn’t have it’s okay if you didn’t i know you’re probably confused and whatnot and this might not help anything but i just want you to know that i miss you and i think about you all the time and even though we were complete opposites we got along so well and shared many laughs i can’t fit the other 536374848 things i want to tell you within this poem but i hope we can become friends again and maybe soon it feel regular?

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Friendship is like a flower Time is a factor Both have to grow That’s something you know You’d think it a quiz It to often is Sometimes they’re happy Oh, and sappy Eventually it dies Full of lies And once it's gone What a yawn Both wilt away Not here to stay Although we do yearn “Will you return?” Petals stray They go away No longer here Faded to grey Eventually forgotten How utterly rotten

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Apr 26, 2017

Apr 26, 2017 at 10:35 PM UTC

oceanlikeeyes

Friendship is Like a Flower

Friendship is like a flower Time is a factor Both have to grow That’s something you know You’d think it a quiz It to often is Sometimes they’re happy Oh, and sappy Eventually it dies Full of lies And once it's gone What a yawn Both wilt away Not here to stay Although we do yearn “Will you return?” Petals stray They go away No longer here Faded to grey Eventually forgotten How utterly rotten

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I'm falling down, down, down; And I know not where. All I know is that I'm glad you're here.

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Nov 11, 2016

Nov 11, 2016 at 5:50 PM UTC

poetryandthorns

Falling

I'm falling down, down, down; And I know not where. All I know is that I'm glad you're here.

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I know I'm nothing, to you and to me In fact if you did an X-ray you'd probably find a tombstone in my cold and dead chest cavity I have tried resting but I can't do that reliably Because my brain, while my most valuable ***** is sometimes, if not almost all the time My biggest liability My inability to remember is very hard to forget Forged in foggiest messes is maybe where my head is currently set I'd go to my own world but I'd be driven mad by being alone I don't know what to do and what to look for in my own zone...

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Jun 26, 2016

Jun 26, 2016 at 1:32 PM UTC

neroameealucard

X Ray

I know I'm nothing, to you and to me In fact if you did an X-ray you'd probably find a tombstone in my cold and dead chest cavity I have tried resting but I can't do that reliably Because my brain, while my most valuable ***** is sometimes, if not almost all the time My biggest liability My inability to remember is very hard to forget Forged in foggiest messes is maybe where my head is currently set I'd go to my own world but I'd be driven mad by being alone I don't know what to do and what to look for in my own zone...

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It's really quiet. The baby sleeps better than I ever will, if I ever will. No one replies to my text messages. Maybe their phone is dead, or at home - But it still means they hadn't thought of me. It's really dark. I closed all the blinds and curtains, scared of what will melt out of or into the nighttime. The baby sleeps with his door open, hardly afraid. I thought he would've wanted to sleep next to me for safety, and yet I wish I was sleeping near him for safety. Sometimes a little body next to you is all you need. Or a text message. Or a little bit of sunlight. Anybody. Anybody?

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Apr 17, 2016

Apr 17, 2016 at 12:20 AM UTC

robyn

Please

It's really quiet. The baby sleeps better than I ever will, if I ever will. No one replies to my text messages. Maybe their phone is dead, or at home - But it still means they hadn't thought of me. It's really dark. I closed all the blinds and curtains, scared of what will melt out of or into the nighttime. The baby sleeps with his door open, hardly afraid. I thought he would've wanted to sleep next to me for safety, and yet I wish I was sleeping near him for safety. Sometimes a little body next to you is all you need. Or a text message. Or a little bit of sunlight. Anybody. Anybody?

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I've seen a red door , I have to paint it black I've busted at the seams My minds begun to crack I'm moving along, Like a rolling Stone Gathering no Moss on any side Just moving on, wandering alone It's funny how a rock can gather so much steam Rolling down a steep hill into the stream I guess it's true, when you're by yourself you can only focus on what's ahead

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Dec 1, 2015

Dec 1, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC

neroameealucard

Paint it black

I've seen a red door , I have to paint it black I've busted at the seams My minds begun to crack I'm moving along, Like a rolling Stone Gathering no Moss on any side Just moving on, wandering alone It's funny how a rock can gather so much steam Rolling down a steep hill into the stream I guess it's true, when you're by yourself you can only focus on what's ahead

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So i read a book Can you guess the name? V for Vendetta This title's to blame For this anarchic writing In my head, not the wall I'd just like to know, How far, as humans we can fall Not much from reality I was stolen by fate Writing of mortality Making my head ache Taking drugs as aspirins Figuring out what living means Stolen by Fate and triggered by time It's ****** up like a pink truck and slithering into my sick mind A painted red soul ran afoul of God forbid individuality Only to have your mind crushed by reality No im not going in I refuse to think of timing and pain Left home as a better writer to leave the game Putting guns to my head Thinking im mislead Being a fool and too selfish To realise im sane Remember remember The fifth of November The day the voices began to plot I see know reason why high Mental treason should ever be forgot So now walk with me Ill make you all see That circles are redder than triangles As the sea of memories tangles

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Nov 10, 2015

Nov 10, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC

neroameealucard

Vendetta Mask

So i read a book Can you guess the name? V for Vendetta This title's to blame For this anarchic writing In my head, not the wall I'd just like to know, How far, as humans we can fall Not much from reality I was stolen by fate Writing of mortality Making my head ache Taking drugs as aspirins Figuring out what living means Stolen by Fate and triggered by time It's ****** up like a pink truck and slithering into my sick mind A painted red soul ran afoul of God forbid individuality Only to have your mind crushed by reality No im not going in I refuse to think of timing and pain Left home as a better writer to leave the game Putting guns to my head Thinking im mislead Being a fool and too selfish To realise im sane Remember remember The fifth of November The day the voices began to plot I see know reason why high Mental treason should ever be forgot So now walk with me Ill make you all see That circles are redder than triangles As the sea of memories tangles

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