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I smoked to fill my lungs
to **** the flowers that grew there
the ones you planted last december
Every road
has its puddles.
Every person
has their troubles.
Every life
has its struggles.
No matter what you face
in your path,
you can still rise up
like an
angel.
Go on! You're strong! :)
 Mar 2019 be-no-one
arian
i drowned myself in sorrow just to talk to you
but you were quiet.
anything hurts less than the quiet.
 Mar 2019 be-no-one
Anya
Click Click clickety-click
A rolling laughter in waves,
Increases like a storm, then comes spinning down
In little bouts,  Actually
My to do list stretches quite long as I enjoy frequently reminding myself
Feeling busy
Feeling like I'm useful
I have things
to do
But,
For some reason
Maybe none,
I don't
Open my tab
and do them
Click Click clickety-click
 Mar 2019 be-no-one
Ashly Kocher
Two lonely birds sitting in a tree
In the distance a church steeple can be seen
Snow softly falling
All is as quite as can be
Why did the pick to stop in this tree
Dark black feathers glisten against the white falling snow
Having a conversation with each other as you hears their cries
Maybe they stop there to reflect about their lives
High up in a tree with God but their side
          Two lonely birds sitting in a tree
      In the distance a church steeple can be seen
             Be like these birds
                                         Stop
                         Look around
           And see
Take it all in, reflect and be happy
When your  ready, spread your wings and see
Where the wind will take you next but always remember
No matter what, you land up where your suppose to be
 Mar 2019 be-no-one
Ashly Kocher
Sometimes following your heart and listening to your brain
Will end up in a chemical reaction causing you so much pain
 Mar 2019 be-no-one
Just Rachel
Can someone please explain?
Why the need to control by pain?
Evil,..disgraceful,...vindictive
Your mere energy yes,destructive
Drama,strife,the fighting
Constant you prove back bitting
Showing no remorse,who....you !?......ha never
You just think you're oh,so clever
Misery loves company,indeed this is so known
But I will not relate .....to a Heart of pure stone....
Venting....
 Mar 2019 be-no-one
Indigo
All the broken pieces
That I've seen in here
They Are
Beauty

All these Sharp edges
Imperfections
Tragedy
Fear
Marvelous Minds that are never clear

If pain is art
Then pain is beauty
From this angle
Of sincerity
From this window
Of dark fields
Mingled with drops of hope and faith
And fight
and strength
And messed up spectrum tinted dreams

Pray it would never
Disappear
To everyone and every poem I've read in here. With love

the deepest oceans are the darkest ones
miracle eyes outshine the sun
forsaken forever, my heart you won
oh, miracle eyes, mend love undone

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