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Floating on a Cloud -Finished-The blue sunlit sky hangs overhead Awakening spirits both living and dead As music floats through that cool winter air It leaves no room for worry or careFloating on a Cloud -Finished-
Her once clouded life, now fearless and free She'd never known what happiness could be The people all asked "Who is this girl? For we hadn't known her before- "Her face familiar, but smile unseen. We thought she would show it no more."
Now off on her cloud, she floats through the sky With ecstatic heart and sparkling eye Now, so hopeful, so happy, so high She never foresaw that dark cloud in the sky
by ~aberrent-iris
Love's AssasinYour words like poison dipped arrows, Piercing my heart, cooling my blood, Clouding vision with pain and tears, Digging in deeper by your will,Love's Assasin
My heart is stronger than you’d know, For it beats on, rhythm untouched, Though tears stain my cheeks, I am fine, I’ve learned what it takes to survive,
Don’t tell me forget, I can not, As red wine, you have stained my soul, And though I may say I am strong, On my mind you’ve taken your toll,
You tell yourself you can forget, That you can just leave it all be, It’s funny yo
by ~aberrent-iris
Meby ~aberrent-iris
A Fairy TaleHe says that he loves her, he tells her to know That her heart remains with him, wherever they go She knows that she loves him; she trusts that he cares, As being held so close to him, into her eyes he staresA Fairy Tale
They talk about nothing and yet, say it all- I love you, I need you, just don’t let me fall He stays in her thoughts; he floats through her dreams, He shows her that life is more than what seems Until now she always thought that life was merely pain, That love was just in fairy tales, and happiness a desert rain
He says that he loves her, he holds much too tig
by ~aberrent-iris
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Heartby ~ElectricApple
poem 143- mathematicsHow long do we spend hating ourselves how many years are spent when you add them up hating ourselves. Why did she cry, sob on the floor until she puked, her mother helpless. And he drank until his stomach swelled and his clothes smelled of liquor and the hours just diappearedpoem 143- mathematics
into the bars while his kids were home being kids or trying not to be. And he screamed in the driveway and heaved pots and pans because he hated himself. Because we don't become who we plan to. We wake up one day and suddenly find ourselves to be someo
by ~PoetryInMyWounds
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We're busting out of this Ghost town baby.
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Life is a ride, a dissapointment, a love, a failure, a safety, a risk, a break, a job, a career, a time, a place, a feeling, a word, a letter, a friend, an enemy, a family, a home, a beauty, a want, a need;
And I wouldn't give the world for it.
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Life is a ride, a dissapointment, a love, a failure, a safety, a risk, a break, a job, a career, a time, a place, a feeling, a word, a letter, a friend, an enemy, a family, a home, a beauty, a want, a need;
And I wouldn't give the world for it.
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