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#moved
hold space for me- the floating dust and you must forgive me first before i say this foremost and disorganized that i miss you- did you forgive me? did you read this? did you see my note in the margins? i grew up with you and i stayed the same without you now that you're gone; i changed for the worse with you but i can't bring myself to move on so i kept your scrapbook under my bed and i collect the gray dust settling on top and i put the floating particles in a silver box.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 3:53 PM UTC
collecting dust
Done are the days of May You could say we moved on Spent into early retirement As raw breaths fade away All there is is change The importance of a moment Instilled inside this frame To have and to hold in exchange Consumed to idle eyes A gift for you and I The view of which describes Is fleeting if you let it pass by Who you are and what to do Escapism clasps many masks Only shown to grace the task of life
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Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 8:18 AM UTC
Cherish
****** words paint the flowers a crimson red. A dove recites the end of all mankind. Rounding out his edges and sharpening his knives. Amorous lovers ride the wave of life. Heart worms my body still tries to burn away. Kindly, I delude god and myself into a dream. Every mindless prayer, my secrets scream. And only my love remains. To this day, he accepts the woman he lost. Opals eyes that cry remorse. No reply. I can live without the friends I knew. And each and every missing piece. Morose taxidermist lives her dreams. Sullen chords play the lonely song. And I tell myself that I am strong. Do the roses in your garden look pretty?
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 12:50 PM UTC
Riddles a stupid name.
#* The door was closed Every step addressed Clean and clear No trace of dirt All that was Left*#
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Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 9:37 AM UTC
Moved
I'll sing a song of Sophie and the life I've left behind I've kept all your love notes but I never found the time to write you back I lost track it always slipped my mind until the day I lost you and I could no longer call you mine.
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Sep 7, 2020
Sep 7, 2020 at 11:33 AM UTC
A Sonnet for Sophie
how long has it been where have you gone was it worth all the grief being gone for so long it will never be the same no matter how hard you try where have you gone do you have NO reply now that you're back the change is quite clear you're not who you were you’re something to fear what did you do you were gone so long what did you see you really moved on Brian Hill -2020 # 56
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Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
Gone
These feelings, I know them, I’ve felt them before. I was reeling, In feelings, I felt from a ***** But now I’ve moved on, That’s all in the past. She’s out of my life, she’s gone, I knew that **** wouldn’t last. Then why, I ask, Do I feel this way? Towards the girl I love, The girl that loves me. I sit and I think, About the feelings and thoughts, That seem to come about, When it seems I’ve forgot, That she really cares, Like nobody before, Much more than Heather, That stupid-ass ***** Let’s think a second here, She smokes and drinks beer, Along with these habits, Comes unending fear, That she likes other addiction, More than our love, More than our friction, Cause when push comes to shove, I’ll let her shove me, Right down the stairs, Before I create some part of her, That will need repairs, Years and years from now, If she ever left, If she ever up and, Stole my heart out my chest, And ran and ran, Blood spewing and spraying, Like love was a game, That is just meant for playing. And she talks to this guy, A past sugar daddy, He thinks that he’s sly, With Britney and Maddie, And Courtney and Tia, In all corners of the world, He’s got girls that will be a, Nice ***** for him, And he likes my baby, And she says she misses him, So maybe... just maybe, If she goes to Canada, And decides to meet him, They’ll get in a situation, Where she decides to treat him... I know this will never happen, But there will always be the fear, That one of us will **** up, So I worry the end is near. Soon I’ll gain trust, This won’t last forever, But, until then, Trust issues I’ll sever, I’ll cut them all off, One by one, Because feeling this feeling, Is anything but fun.
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May 1, 2019
May 1, 2019 at 9:44 PM UTC
The End Is Near?
These feelings, I know them, I’ve felt them before. I was reeling, In feelings, I felt from a ***** But now I’ve moved on, That’s all in the past. She’s out of my life, she’s gone, I knew that **** wouldn’t last. Then why, I ask, Do I feel this way? Towards the girl I love, The girl that loves me. I sit and I think, About the feelings and thoughts, That seem to come about, When it seems I’ve forgot, That she really cares, Like nobody before, Much more than Heather, That stupid-ass ***** Let’s think a second here, She smokes and drinks beer, Along with these habits, Comes unending fear, That she likes other addiction, More than our love, More than our friction, Cause when push comes to shove, I’ll let her shove me, Right down the stairs, Before I create some part of her, That will need repairs, Years and years from now, If she ever left, If she ever up and, Stole my heart out my chest, And ran and ran, Blood spewing and spraying, Like love was a game, That is just meant for playing. And she talks to this guy, A past sugar daddy, He thinks that he’s sly, With Britney and Maddie, And Courtney and Tia, In all corners of the world, He’s got girls that will be a, Nice ***** for him, And he likes my baby, And she says she misses him, So maybe... just maybe, If she goes to Canada, And decides to meet him, They’ll get in a situation, Where she decides to treat him... I know this will never happen, But there will always be the fear, That one of us will **** up, So I worry the end is near. Soon I’ll gain trust, This won’t last forever, But, until then, Trust issues I’ll sever, I’ll cut them all off, One by one, Because feeling this feeling, Is anything but fun.
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The wind May Say it moves me but I don’t feel moved. The People say they love me but I don’t feel loved. The Doctors says he’ll cure me but I don’t feel cured.
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Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 6:39 AM UTC
Looking for a cure
Steady in my path To be exact To what's inside me To react Natural and its beauty Physically gone Defined its motion Never alone.
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 12:20 PM UTC
Peace of Mind
she waited for the flirt he promised he would write poem equals her smart he wrote nothing he gave her white and sang without voice he moved his lips as he sang she screamed and said," wht a worst!" he ssaid,"Nothing equals your beauty except that white appear as a day telling the world you are shine as the sun faces the earth to get fine plant in green as your eye
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Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 5:56 AM UTC
write something
hssss! i will tell a secret awful! awful! your heart knew my secret! it does not become a secret because it went and moved from my heart to your heart but i hide it what ? a secret! i love you indeed that i wanted i wanted not to tell your heart
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 7:10 AM UTC
a secret
i remember talking to God about you and asking Him why he was bringing you so close to me again after you broke up with me months before and i thought He had answered me because He brought you back to me but for only one week we were together a total of 8 days and then you left He taught me how to let things go i fought and fought and fought for you to be in my life but we were never meant to be i made everyone else hate me just so you would love me how stupid was i? i gave all of myself to you every **** part of me just because you said you wanted to marry me and i convinced myself you were the one i never saw myself without you but look at me now look at me i've moved on
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Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 9:50 PM UTC
i've moved on
I would rather have Moved on too quickly than held On for way too long
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May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 9:49 AM UTC
Would You Rather? (Haiku)
I always looked up to you I'm not talking about your height For your ability to hold me And make everything seem alright From a young age you spoiled me rotten Still do, though I moved out and live on my own I will always be your little girl No matter how much I have grown
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
Your Little Girl
The house was haunted The family fled They couldn't find the priest So they got me instead. I read aloud my poems Full of sorrow and pain, About dreary things And nearly going insane. "My Gawd", the ghosts cried " This is fierce gloomy stuff, I thought we were bad But this, Enough! Enough! " Well they wailed and they shrieked And they wailed some more Then holding their ears They ran out the door. Even ghosts they desert me I thought After they'd gone They'd never even heard of a sorrow    so deep Or a pain as sharp as mine. I sat there all alone in the silent house With not a whisper, no! not a mouse When all of a sudden there came    something strange A little sound like that of slow trickling    water. "Have you something to say to me    House", I asked "Before I up and leave you forever", The little sound, it stopped all at once    and looked up As if very surprised at having been    discovered. I rose to leave But quickly turned back amazed When from down & out of the    chimney Crept this little voice so slight & warm    & tender. " Forgive me Sir", it said, "But I could contain myself no longer, That little sound you hear, the tiny    trickle Is but the teardrops from my eyes    dripping Such a pain and sorrow as yours I never heard before Those anguish drenched words They seeped through my walls right    into my heart They pierced me deeply, Yea, they pretty near tore me apart, I'll remember you Sir when you're    gone I don't think I could ever forget you". I listened and was sorely moved "Thank you House ", I said, "thank     you, thank you kindly" And turning again at the front door "Goodbye House, look after those    who'll live here, won't you". Outside the birds, they were singing And up in the sky, the sun The sun, it was shining.
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Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
The Haunted House
The house was haunted The family fled They couldn't find the priest So they got me instead. I read aloud my poems Full of sorrow and pain, About dreary things And nearly going insane. "My Gawd", the ghosts cried " This is fierce gloomy stuff, I thought we were bad But this, Enough! Enough! " Well they wailed and they shrieked And they wailed some more Then holding their ears They ran out the door. Even ghosts they desert me I thought After they'd gone They'd never even heard of a sorrow    so deep Or a pain as sharp as mine. I sat there all alone in the silent house With not a whisper, no! not a mouse When all of a sudden there came    something strange A little sound like that of slow trickling    water. "Have you something to say to me    House", I asked "Before I up and leave you forever", The little sound, it stopped all at once    and looked up As if very surprised at having been    discovered. I rose to leave But quickly turned back amazed When from down & out of the    chimney Crept this little voice so slight & warm    & tender. " Forgive me Sir", it said, "But I could contain myself no longer, That little sound you hear, the tiny    trickle Is but the teardrops from my eyes    dripping Such a pain and sorrow as yours I never heard before Those anguish drenched words They seeped through my walls right    into my heart They pierced me deeply, Yea, they pretty near tore me apart, I'll remember you Sir when you're    gone I don't think I could ever forget you". I listened and was sorely moved "Thank you House ", I said, "thank     you, thank you kindly" And turning again at the front door "Goodbye House, look after those    who'll live here, won't you". Outside the birds, they were singing And up in the sky, the sun The sun, it was shining.
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Begging you, let go Don't write, don't text, don't call me I've moved on, happy
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Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
Let Me Go (A Haiku)
My dreams were shattered, My hopes scattered, The day my son left, Leaving us bereft, Not of wealth, But health. The shock of him leaving was too much, Life became an empty watch, Without the supportive hands. My husband's health declined, So did mine. Soon my better half died, I had to move on,life I defied, No more dreams nor hopes, No search for better scopes. Each day became a reality, Forgive and forget,live with dignity, Live life to the full,day to day, The rest on Allah,what say.
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Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
The day I stopped dreaming