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 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
sage silcross
the small voice saying:
"why did she let me go"
is a broken record
that I cannot change.
not really a poem but it's from my heart
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
gracie
witch club
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
gracie
did you ever think of me
those nights we were apart?
and if i never crossed your mind,
could you've at least of used your heart?
c.c
06.23.2016
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
jonas
better off
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
jonas
i never could've imagined a life
where i would be better off outside of your arms
but here i am
and there you are
a million miles away
and only inches from my memory
on leaving a narcissist.
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
Leo Janowick
Did you hear the crack
When my heart broke into tiny little pieces

Did you hear my pain
As my cries went out into infinity

Did you care
That the love you offered was only temporary

Did you once think of me
As you left me barely standing

Did you even wonder about the wound you left behind
Healing the break will be a long long time

Did your heart even feel a twinge of remorse
As you added me to your causalities

Did you consider the many hearts you plundered
On your way to number one

Did you think about the day when your game is done
When no girl will take a chance on you

Did you forget your reputation will be known to all
Did you ever think one day you will fall

Did you stop mid-stride when the love you offered
Was stone cold stone rejected

Did you fail to realize
What goes around, comes around
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
anthony
sadness
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
anthony
a winter so harsh
that even the mighty sun
turned a little cold.
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
alexandra
tell me
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
alexandra
whisper in my ear.
tell me the things I want to hear.
rid me of my fear,
that one day you'll no longer be here.
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
Mayari
Dead Roses
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
Mayari
I watched the roses you gave
One-by-one wither away,
All its colors slowly fade
I hoped we wouldn’t be the same
But darling, we had its fate
We were vibrant red turned gray
 Aug 2020 Moonbeam
Grace Spellman
i reread your letters today
the ones where you compliment my smile and promise you’ll never leave
some tears rolled down my cheek and smothered the ink
i can tell since you wrote em your heart’s started to shrink
I just wanna know what happened to the person that used to write those letters for me.
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