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"fluffly" poems
Open, Commanding eyes, open, Mind, Read the thoughts, Scribbled onto the fabric, Words that are set in stone, Matter that is untouchable, Ghostly syllables that have no means, Interconnected by differential seam, Like a sweater hugging the truth, A fluffly mask than enslaves an essence, Just to supply a relieving sigh, Just to claim a means to get by, Just to instill a feeling of a high.
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 1:01 AM UTC
Signs
She's the girl that'll give you cavity. Dusted with soft white sugar. Hair fluffly like cotton candy. Skin as brown as caramels. Lies as sweet as the dimples when she smiles.
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Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 11:36 PM UTC
Dulcissima Mendacium
Brown eyes, brown, long hair falling on her shoulders. A simple girl, choosing to see the bright side of everything. Emotional at times, but having people being her lamp in her dark days. A girl who gives her whole heart to the people she loves. A girl whose intentions are never bad. She truly cares, she truly tries to bring joy to other souls around. Despite the negative world, she truly believes love wins anyday and anytime. Seeing the lovely smiles of the loved ones is what fills her heart with warmth and happiness. Being around them makes her shine like a star. She loves lending a helping hand. She feels good, she feels alive, she wants to inspire people every day. And she is crazy in love as well, yes she is. For her, nothing is more beautiful than being in love with the right person. She loves the small gestures of people. She loves staring at the night sky and those big fluffly clouds during the day. Dancing is her passion. She is very shy, but once she is comfortable with people she may be a little bit crazy, yes she can. She adores the fragrance of flowers, of that fresh rainy day, of the book she is holding. The fragrance of orange peels, of her favorite perfume which she applies on her neck before going out. She is scared of being hurt. She doesn't like to be alone. You can make her laugh very easily. It makes her forget about all the little problems. It makes her realise how beautiful and shiny is this world with those certain people. Just a simple girl, who doesn't like to show off, not at all. A girl who is proud of herself for everything she has done and keeps doing.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 6:19 PM UTC
Who Am I?
Brown eyes, brown, long hair falling on her shoulders. A simple girl, choosing to see the bright side of everything. Emotional at times, but having people being her lamp in her dark days. A girl who gives her whole heart to the people she loves. A girl whose intentions are never bad. She truly cares, she truly tries to bring joy to other souls around. Despite the negative world, she truly believes love wins anyday and anytime. Seeing the lovely smiles of the loved ones is what fills her heart with warmth and happiness. Being around them makes her shine like a star. She loves lending a helping hand. She feels good, she feels alive, she wants to inspire people every day. And she is crazy in love as well, yes she is. For her, nothing is more beautiful than being in love with the right person. She loves the small gestures of people. She loves staring at the night sky and those big fluffly clouds during the day. Dancing is her passion. She is very shy, but once she is comfortable with people she may be a little bit crazy, yes she can. She adores the fragrance of flowers, of that fresh rainy day, of the book she is holding. The fragrance of orange peels, of her favorite perfume which she applies on her neck before going out. She is scared of being hurt. She doesn't like to be alone. You can make her laugh very easily. It makes her forget about all the little problems. It makes her realise how beautiful and shiny is this world with those certain people. Just a simple girl, who doesn't like to show off, not at all. A girl who is proud of herself for everything she has done and keeps doing.
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Show me your gods All fur, purr and bark Feather, skin, scale. Those demi beings that mark your heart and steal your soul. Those scraps of love That make hard days whole mornings bearable and nights A little less lonely, predictable or indeed a little less cold The bed hoggers, extra joggers The shoe chewers, the foremen the cuties, the mute beggers Soulful singers, paper bringers Howlers, growlers,meowers Chirpy talkers, hissers, water blissers, Princes  waiting to be kissed sloppy drooly kissers, the sandpaper lickers The back leg kickers those who make biscuits those who sleep, like loaves of bread Tail waggers, live in baggers Perch dancers, walkies prancers **** machines, Catnip dreamers Redlight baskers Show me your gods.. be they small, large, short, tall Slim, plump, grim lumps Portly, courtly, royalty or hot fluffly messes Bring them out to parade with these god's a home is made and in these days dark and dreary We need these gods for when we become weary Of the world we've made We need somewhere to lay our hearts some thing that has a unlimited grab bag of fresh starts. These gods everyday the give you a bit of extra heart extra hope A reason to hang on to laugh to cry, to talk to sigh So show to me; your gods and say a prayer and thank the lord he made them with care.
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 4:09 AM UTC
The Big Parade