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The rising and the setting suns collide for enough time to steal away a breath. They know there is nowhere for them to hide,
By Lizzy Rose5 months ago in Poets
The stars shine tonight, They blind you from the truth of everything I am. The midnight aether acts as my confessional,
first light my coffee cools as I braid patience thin, five strands, five tries, five counted breaths already frayed. you say…
By Cadma5 months ago in Poets
I forgave you because I once loved you, although I know you would not do the same. Even when your hatred towards me grew,
Somewhere inside is a child of light. who keeps me holding on when I want not. She truly could be such a pretty sight, if I were to let her out of my thoughts.
All that remains of us is blood and bone. The bodies waste away, the souls go home. We Heaven-sent of demon-blood have flown
A lantern in the dark Lightened by the flame Glowing like a heart That has never felt the pain It sits all alone end of a beaten path
By Raine Fielder5 months ago in Poets
We All Wear Masks... We Choose to Represent Ourselves in One Way or Another... Show the World what We Want them to See. But Here is the Thing...
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)5 months ago in Poets
Mirror mirror before me stand tall Tell me how my words mean nothing at all I stare you in agony screaming from the soul Complaints of words in forms you think I don’t know
I'm at the Craft bar staring at Fixed Wheel. The bartender glares, he wants something, but I'm not giving it. Not yet.
By Moon Desert5 months ago in Poets
dirty fingernails shook as they struggled to tie bloody boot laces
You left me on red, said goodbye before yellow. Orange you sad?
