#shaded - Hello Poetry

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the taste of hell makes us appreciate a life in heavens:)<<<33333 now the moral I view me blind eyes open wide for the destined sea heartbreak from a nonexistent lover or them harmonize would never fail a cruel existence never restore I fantasize gave the blood I lean blame to bleed gave the ache I feel shame to plead called the begs of the braided sirens called the legs of the shaded horizons knew the death of me anticipated on hope just from that **** embraced on October eloped sure getting rid of the brown brushed one face what I regret is the hell of before brutally fazed ------ravenfeels

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Jun 4, 2021

Jun 4, 2021 at 5:58 PM UTC

raven-feels

I Belong With Me

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the taste of hell makes us appreciate a life in heavens:)<<<33333 now the moral I view me blind eyes open wide for the destined sea heartbreak from a nonexistent lover or them harmonize would never fail a cruel existence never restore I fantasize gave the blood I lean blame to bleed gave the ache I feel shame to plead called the begs of the braided sirens called the legs of the shaded horizons knew the death of me anticipated on hope just from that **** embraced on October eloped sure getting rid of the brown brushed one face what I regret is the hell of before brutally fazed ------ravenfeels

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I'm a pathological liar.. prove me wrong..

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May 22, 2020

May 22, 2020 at 5:10 PM UTC

poetic-t

I'll Lie To Your Face

I'm a pathological liar.. prove me wrong..

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the sky this very day has a humdrum appearance it's shaded in grey

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Mar 23, 2017

Mar 23, 2017 at 6:54 PM UTC

ElizabethSquires

Haiku

the sky this very day has a humdrum appearance it's shaded in grey

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what i can find in dark clouds over shaded fields inky mouths after somber dreams is your love

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Nov 27, 2016

Nov 27, 2016 at 1:08 PM UTC

darkness

what i can find is your love

what i can find in dark clouds over shaded fields inky mouths after somber dreams is your love

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it feels like the blood inside my veins is moving like quick dry cement does ten hours after it's poured simultaneously a storm brews in them similar to how mom once brewed soup that tasted of distanced family and bile bile which still resides in a clump at the back of my throat from the last time i said your name you are he-who-shall-not-be-named since saying your name is as dangerous as saying Voldemort’s monochromatic colour schemes make up my world, each day either tinted or shaded usually shaded because I was told that dark colours are slimming and that thought never left my mind rain smudges all of the pigments together and even my glasses can't correct my vision i love rain but my rainbows are always brown-black like those karate belts you had when you lived or how she used to mix all of her playdoh together i used to believe that she created the world that way god i wish i was right.

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Apr 29, 2014

Apr 29, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC

vvellthen

my throat is sore

it feels like the blood inside my veins is moving like quick dry cement does ten hours after it's poured simultaneously a storm brews in them similar to how mom once brewed soup that tasted of distanced family and bile bile which still resides in a clump at the back of my throat from the last time i said your name you are he-who-shall-not-be-named since saying your name is as dangerous as saying Voldemort’s monochromatic colour schemes make up my world, each day either tinted or shaded usually shaded because I was told that dark colours are slimming and that thought never left my mind rain smudges all of the pigments together and even my glasses can't correct my vision i love rain but my rainbows are always brown-black like those karate belts you had when you lived or how she used to mix all of her playdoh together i used to believe that she created the world that way god i wish i was right.

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