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 Jun 2015
Jeremy
The pain that I never show,
Is the pain that you'll never know.
 Jun 2015
Pax
Lie
Every time I lie,
I break a piece of myself.
10w

I dunno the real reason
why I haven't post this,
perhaps it spoke too much
in such few words.
 Jun 2015
raine cooper
i came back to run my hands all over your catastrophes.
©rainecooper
 Jun 2015
raine cooper
kiss, as if time is just an illusion.
©rainecooper
 Jun 2015
poetessa diabolica
The versification in your poetic rhythm
        pales my composition's conflagration
 Jun 2015
Day Wing
May either be the reason of heavenly delight or terrifying ache
Will you take the risk?
 Jun 2015
Sjr1000
Sometimes
you
need to call
in
sick
to
your
self.
 Jun 2015
Mohd Arshad
Poet
Is
A
Sculptor
Of
Words!
Notes (optional)
 Jun 2015
XIII
Do not ask how I truly feel. Read my poems.
For I will not tell. My poems will do.
 Jun 2015
niamh
A life without love
Is like a night sky without the stars.
It's still there,
Just not quite as beautiful
 Jun 2015
Unknown
Ah, love.
The
most explicit
method
of
self-harm
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