"frigile" poems - Hello Poetry

Close your eyes now, feel the warm wind embrace you all around, breath deeply, move your purple wings The stars are watching over you in this lavender night. How everything seem so quiet and bright... The magic of field is touching your soul don't look to the crow, the darkness covers all. You are alone -little fairy in whispering lavender world Now is the time for you- not to cry, just to spread your frigile wings and fly with the breeze. .........no♥r ........

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Nov 27, 2012

Nov 27, 2012 at 3:44 PM UTC

mermaid

Lavender Night~

Close your eyes now, feel the warm wind embrace you all around, breath deeply, move your purple wings The stars are watching over you in this lavender night. How everything seem so quiet and bright... The magic of field is touching your soul don't look to the crow, the darkness covers all. You are alone -little fairy in whispering lavender world Now is the time for you- not to cry, just to spread your frigile wings and fly with the breeze. .........no♥r ........

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I Cut ties of friends… I Cut loved ones— With scissors, Like frigile thread. at the end, It’s difficult to trust. People left me on silent… at the same breath, The bitter ache stabs me in the chest. I try to smile but all the while tears start to flow— I feel so alone at home. I’m struggling to ask for help. I Cut myself to carve the feelings I can’t explain. Would they see me? Understand me? Or hate me even more? I feel lost in my head, Lying in bed… I Cut because I forget How to feel Again… But I write a letter with my Scarred hands: For whoever reads this, You’re not alone. One day, We will find hope

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Dec 2, 2024

Dec 2, 2024 at 12:45 AM UTC

Pauly

Cut

I Cut ties of friends… I Cut loved ones— With scissors, Like frigile thread. at the end, It’s difficult to trust. People left me on silent… at the same breath, The bitter ache stabs me in the chest. I try to smile but all the while tears start to flow— I feel so alone at home. I’m struggling to ask for help. I Cut myself to carve the feelings I can’t explain. Would they see me? Understand me? Or hate me even more? I feel lost in my head, Lying in bed… I Cut because I forget How to feel Again… But I write a letter with my Scarred hands: For whoever reads this, You’re not alone. One day, We will find hope

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I can hear the chaos of your promises I can hear the lies, so strong I begun to take as truth I feel the silence of your heart, Emotions far too lost . So frigile her heart became; The blades of your words as pen on paper Inked her soul ,her love ,her sorrow.

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Feb 18, 2017

Feb 18, 2017 at 8:50 AM UTC

atma

Promises

I can hear the chaos of your promises I can hear the lies, so strong I begun to take as truth I feel the silence of your heart, Emotions far too lost . So frigile her heart became; The blades of your words as pen on paper Inked her soul ,her love ,her sorrow.

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