Roses are red, Violets are blue, You didn’t love me, So I deleted you. Violets are red, Roses are blue, You created me, Robots can…
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He came to me in valley low, To final breath in me bestow, To take me through the gateway high, Into the kingdom in the…
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I go back, Though sometimes it’s filled with pain, I go back, ’Cos nothing will be the same, Precious places I first knew, When life…
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I live in a well of blackest sorrows that color all of my tommorows Webbed in hurts I cannot forget, they plague and haunt me…
3 CommentsWhen I was young, I was so carefree, At least that’s how It seems to me, Ain’t it sad How things turn out to be?…
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You once did love the sunny days, The warm wind blowing on your face, Finding bliss in a loved ones gaze, The warm sand and…
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I used to think I saw life through a cracked lens Until I saw life looking back with a cracked grin A wicked smirk Telling…
3 CommentsYes, I regret The scornful dissipation Of my salad days When I was strong, Believe me, They didn’t last too long, Believe me, They didn’t…
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When it’s raining I like to think of him. His memory comes back like the cold wind of a November thunderstorm. The smell of dead…
Leave a CommentI was young for but a day, Before the Years took me away, Before my childish dreams decay, Before my hair began to gray. Oh…
8 CommentsColored glass, colored glass, On the floor is colored glass, Its colors gone, its beauty past, Sparkling from the floor. Shattered her, shattered her, He…
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I cut my teeth on broken pieces lost the peace of kindred tongue you pulled away and left the creases pulled the air inside my…
2 CommentsThere was a sadness I revered, But never possessed, Because there was youth And hope to spare, But as youth ebbs, And hope recedes, I…
4 CommentsIt’s happening again, Such unbearable pain, And if my soul is crying As my heart is breaking, then that’s fine… I’ve let so many people…
1 CommentThese words from my heart And my source, my brain Running down my arm they came Anger hate, shame And it wasn’t blood Because blood…
Leave a CommentAs a young man, I was always obsessed By melancholy. I saw deep sadness, The quality That so tormented my heroes, Such as Arthur Rimbaud,…
6 CommentsI think there’s a place, Way out past Beyond, Farther than Forever, At the end of Infinity, Where the grass grows like emeralds, Where the…
2 Comments— You are the echoes haunting through my halls You are the lost treasure of my heart You are deeply missed — I scream that…
2 CommentsIt’s simply futile treading cold water Rising past my green ankles O how its barbarous teeth bite and sting! My toes are engulfed by sea’s…
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Rose 🌹 To be a rose, I must become a seed first; enduring hardships throughout the winter, ❄️ When its all said and done, I…
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