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~she’ll know who~ these feeling coursing through me it’s not funny It’s urgency ironically soothing, knowing This poem is precisely written individually crafted For a special woman, and how her writing grasps The elemental of my soul; and she thinks why would I care, And I don’t blame her, it’s the logical thing to believe, So I’m writing to you now, to assure plus reassure, My feelings are genuine my caring Real, And you’ll just have to take it at face value, And what I really mean is, That you should tell yourself Some things are simple, and I’ve laid down these words Just so you know, for me there now for you, there is no confuse, and my hallelujah is not broken…
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May 8
May 8, 2026 at 9:53 AM UTC
for a woman poet in my life (unbroken hallelujah)
It began in silence, The kind that bruises, The kind that teaches you How pain can wear a smile. It wasn't pretty like the movies It was ugly Like what they did to me A cruelty I would never place On anyone's skin. Bt even broken I gather myself Rising from what tried to end me Proofing that pain Cannot silence light Still burning in me.
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Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 1:45 PM UTC
I Ugly like what they did
I am the fire they set, The one they can’t contain The whisper on the wind That calls out your name I will not break Or bend, or crack Paranoia will seep in Waiting for my attack I will not go gently Into the night I will lurk the dark corners Deep in your mind I am the water That washes away The sins that you buried To hide all your shame
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Sep 18, 2024
Sep 18, 2024 at 9:04 AM UTC
Unyeilding Flame
pull out the knife, from where you slid it in my side. Let the blood, rich and rosy, drench your hands, a reminder, a memento to the times we passed untainted, warm in the sun. Avert your eyes, from my prostrate pain, out of sight, you can raise your head, pretending the role you played didn’t bring me down.
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Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 4:30 PM UTC
a painful poison from your lips
two tickets to barcelona sants I told you I missed my flight my bus broke down halfway into London and tonight i'm crashing on someone's boyfriend's couch it's a quarter to three and all I hear is arctic monkeys inside a funeral hall where I wore black lace like an unburnt witch and resurrection like a diamond ring and I feasted on the thought of how close I was to being whole again because you thought I'd die without you but life is more than just a memory of you
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 3:43 PM UTC
Resurrection.
Such a strange world in here I write about my broken heart💔 And for it I get an unbroken heart💓
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 12:43 AM UTC
Hello Poetry
If you place me on a pedestal, I can’t help but disappoint you; For no one is infallible, No one survives unbroken, No one remains unchanged. When it all turns to custard, Who do you blame? Me for letting you down, Or yourself for doing the same, By expecting too much of me.
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May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 5:07 PM UTC
Pedestal
_...you surfed my uncertain heart, a wind sea of ebbs and flows; waiting for the unbroken to break, spilling white water into ocean’s void..._
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Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 2:02 AM UTC
Green Wave
if you show me your soul hidden deep inside I will admire it. show me the worst parts, the broken pieces... so I will know where to start. show me the most damaged parts and I will show you they are still lovable, unique in all the world unduplacated and more valuable than gold.
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Sep 27, 2019
Sep 27, 2019 at 12:30 PM UTC
Unique
You are the glue that holds my broken pieces together, forever You see me as whole Perfect and unbroken
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 10:00 PM UTC
Glue
And you’re here now To wash away my fears. No black angel, Merely a human sacred. No bells or prophecy To claim your arrival. Just one wish, Spoken to the night’s sky Paid in silent agony Our tears heal. The rainbow unbroken, Our journeys begun.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 3:51 PM UTC
Unbroken
I do not like being unfeeling Hate that I'm always alone But love does not dare find me While I am stuck in my comfort zone Happiness awaits my grasp Just beyond hand's reach I cannot get there by walking Or by any form of speech I need a road of hopes to come Not a wish upon a distant star Emotion will be my gasoline My heart is my car Still I stop to wonder About promises bound to break Pain and hurt so why should I Make this gigantic mistake? Once again I am safe Unhappy, out of harm's way Discontent but unbroken In this place I will surely stay Four cozy walls surround me My prison and also my home Scared, silent, and sound I still wait Inside my little comfort zone
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 11:07 PM UTC
Comfort Zone
Don't judge me of my size I am still the hidden gem You are not looking to find Covered in dirt forever Unspoken Looking to find the heart Unbroken Don't look for me when I ask Those who wonder have my heart, Everlast.
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Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 6:21 AM UTC
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Slam the door with silence, no friction Your deathbed awaits by the sun Facing it, with your right hand tickling the moon Left one carrying a gun “Ninth circle of hell awaits” Whispers, as I wait for the sun “Ninth circle of hell awaits” At the galaxy’s edge, I stump Where a dress made in heaven Specially for her November For her special mirror she wore My chest shivers, as she carries me My chest shivers, as she opens the door Take me to the galaxy’s edge Wear me upon your hazel hair To let go of my old one From a nameless stone fix me Into living bones fix me I sink into your mind When it turns to be a black hole Endless, with sensational blares Echoing at the endless core Take me to the sun My only one, my only home My mind convulses into spasms! While I nap over her ocean Where light wins every fight Where darkness’s fading, I live For a new life I live For a new shadow of mine Lifted by her soul Lifted unbroken
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Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 6:22 PM UTC
Galaxy's Edge
I’m sorry I’m sorry I pay attention to your wrists But I do it because you’re beautiful and unbroken and I want the whole world to know I want everyone too see how beautiful your skin is that your mother and father made, and how perfectly imperfect it is I’m sorry I pay attention to your wrists But I do it because I’m scared and worried that I won’t be able to protect you more than a knife ever did I want you to know how loved you are and how you’re one of the best people I’ve ever met I’m sorry I pay attention to your wrists But I do it because I never want you to ever be hurt again; by other people or yourself I want you to know how strong you are, and that no matter who hurts you, I believe you can pull through because you’re amazing I’m sorry I pay attention to your wrists But I do it because every single scar reminds me how I was too late I wanted to be there more and even now, I continue to miss you and worry constantly, fearing that you’ll disappear from my life and I won’t be able to be a better friend I’m sorry I’m sorry I pay attention to your wrists I don’t mean to do it to draw people’s attention I know you’ve gotten enough of that already Quick glances or long stares I just want you to know I’m here And I Care
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Sep 11, 2017
Sep 11, 2017 at 4:52 PM UTC
I'm Sorry
Foams are flying everywhere Music is just a blur Bubbles soaked the dry land of Africa The wolf with its magnificent fur has marked its prey A butterfly as beautiful as the clear sky There are much more beautiful creature in that desert But the butterfly caught the monster's attention. Unsuspecting with the danger that lies ahead, allured by the wolf's gaze Butterfly fly...not near but far from it. Its destiny is already written. Lured to the cave of a monstrous creature. Draw closer, words were spoken. Closer. Lips are now locked to each other. But the wolf still made a promise, never will I break you. The promise has been fulfilled, blood did not splatter on the floor. Nothing is there. Aside from a disappointed winged creature that can not fly And a hungry wolf. Parting ways.
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 6:59 PM UTC
Something Strange and New
My head may fall down the hill Because I am made of blood and flesh, To anguish and fear Yet not my spirit that you could ever **** For my courage is hidden inside my tear. You may wish I be broken With the fragments of your concealed lies On the verge of my pains I never give in Because of my spirit I would still rise. I will rise above the night and your mountain walls Because my courage is hidden inside my tears For we all die once on our last calls So I will die once but will never die in fears.
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC
Unbroken
We are all whole, just with holes.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
Unbroken
Uhm hello how r u my sweet late night person? I must be obviously missing you right now A moon doesnt appear so bright these past 2 days Stars seems like lost his racition or relation to be with some to get to the right direction And some things like i love you but you dont. Two sleeps earlier and three days spent so tough and deadly Demanding through the heart whos breaking apparently And a tea without a glass or cup. Drinking without drinking I wanna get high in the middle of you and her whos kissing passionately 3 am in the morning could be so mean That was a sweet timing to erase you But i never wanna wake at 3 am Its not because i dont want to get rid of you or some feelings My eyes are open at 5 am Its nice to keep all of the warm memories you gave me I keep it She'll keep it Keep Keep it
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 3:42 AM UTC
to (the top list of what i must forget ) you.
In the darkness Lies understanding We are all alone In my heart lies the facts I am always with you And you with me Love connects us Unable to be broken by others And stronger every day
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Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
Understanding
It's not my fault so stop saying that it is I didn’t choose to be this way Why would I? People don’t care either way All you do is blame me STOP I DIDN’T CHOOSE TO BE THIS WAY What do you see when you look at me? Fragile blue eyes and a pale face Delicate arms and frail body Weak Powerless In need of assistance? I´m not a china doll I AM ME Some people are just born this way I swear I’m a good kid I just got the short end of the stick Through my blue eyes and pale face I´m still a person Like you and that other guy over there It doesn't matter how you see me I´M FINE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO I’M NOT BROKEN I’M ME STOP TRYING TO FIX ME I don’t need to be fixed if I am not broken I’m fine the way I am I don’t want your help I DON’T NEED TO BE FIXED I’M NOT BROKEN I didn’t choose to be this way I didn’t choose to have blue eyes I didn’t choose to have blonde hair I didn’t choose to be made These things we have no control of I’M NOT GONNA STOP BEING ME JUST TO PLEASE YOU I don’t need to be fixed I’m not a broken toy If I’m not broken why do you feel the need to fix me You’ll just break me even more But is it even possible to be broken even more than I  already am? If I crack my head that can be fixed If I break my heart that can be fixed But I choose not to fix them The pain keeps it alive and stronger I AM NOT BROKEN I DON’T NEED TO BE FIXED I am unbroken Even if you seem me as cracked or shattered I am unbroken I don’t care what you say I don’t care what you see I DON’T NEED TO BE FIXED I’M FINE I am not a broken toy My skin is not chipped My arm is not torn My eyes are not faded In order to be left alone, what must I do? I will fake it just for you I will fill in my skin Sew my arm back on And wipe off my eyes IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? NOW THAT I LOOK LIKE YOU I AM NOT YOUR DRESS UP DOLL I am not better And I keep waiting for someone to realize that And they don't You think this is the end But this is just the beginning
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 7:23 PM UTC
UNBROKEN
It's not my fault so stop saying that it is I didn’t choose to be this way Why would I? People don’t care either way All you do is blame me STOP I DIDN’T CHOOSE TO BE THIS WAY What do you see when you look at me? Fragile blue eyes and a pale face Delicate arms and frail body Weak Powerless In need of assistance? I´m not a china doll I AM ME Some people are just born this way I swear I’m a good kid I just got the short end of the stick Through my blue eyes and pale face I´m still a person Like you and that other guy over there It doesn't matter how you see me I´M FINE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO I’M NOT BROKEN I’M ME STOP TRYING TO FIX ME I don’t need to be fixed if I am not broken I’m fine the way I am I don’t want your help I DON’T NEED TO BE FIXED I’M NOT BROKEN I didn’t choose to be this way I didn’t choose to have blue eyes I didn’t choose to have blonde hair I didn’t choose to be made These things we have no control of I’M NOT GONNA STOP BEING ME JUST TO PLEASE YOU I don’t need to be fixed I’m not a broken toy If I’m not broken why do you feel the need to fix me You’ll just break me even more But is it even possible to be broken even more than I  already am? If I crack my head that can be fixed If I break my heart that can be fixed But I choose not to fix them The pain keeps it alive and stronger I AM NOT BROKEN I DON’T NEED TO BE FIXED I am unbroken Even if you seem me as cracked or shattered I am unbroken I don’t care what you say I don’t care what you see I DON’T NEED TO BE FIXED I’M FINE I am not a broken toy My skin is not chipped My arm is not torn My eyes are not faded In order to be left alone, what must I do? I will fake it just for you I will fill in my skin Sew my arm back on And wipe off my eyes IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? NOW THAT I LOOK LIKE YOU I AM NOT YOUR DRESS UP DOLL I am not better And I keep waiting for someone to realize that And they don't You think this is the end But this is just the beginning
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dense as marble, your body is something to hold onto after years of chasing shadows, thin reedy men whose leavetakings were their legacies, fashioning (maybe by accident) crude sharp tools with which to stab my heart. look at it today, made thick by crisscrossing scar tissue. have you ever seen anything so beautiful that was broken but unbroken? here, feel the heft of it in your palm.
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC
scar tissue
"If you can take it You can make it" -Louis Zamperini
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Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
Unbroken