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 Jun 10 Bri
Nicole
Wind wraps me in a hug

Clouds form a blanket around me

Sun warms like a cup of tea
 Jun 10 Bri
unnamed
Shyness
 Jun 10 Bri
unnamed
I am shy and quiet
writing is my speaking voice
it gives me my say.
it has been days since I last talked to you
it's been very freeing
not having to worry about saying
the wrong thing
and being too much
or not enough
I could never be just right for you
there was always something wrong
with me or what I did or said
it's so freeing not talking to you
being ignored or forgotten
I am free now that I'm no
longer trapped in the shackles
disguised as love and kindness
that you gave me
 Jun 10 Bri
alex
Solitude
 Jun 10 Bri
alex
It’s always better
to be completely alone
than to feel alone
in a group of people.
 Jun 10 Bri
Diary of Jane
Sometimes it can take years,
decades, even a lifetime to realize
Not getting what you want
was a blessing in disguise.
 Jun 10 Bri
Nico Ponce
Figure
 Jun 10 Bri
Nico Ponce
Our highs have been so high
And our downs have been so down
Although this life was painful
I would still want to go around
The world again, with you
Because the happiness I felt
Though can't be reached again
Has still made me smile
And made me a better man
There are some ugly truths
That I don't want to admit
I hope it's not true
But I want to build a better world
And I don't know if you're part of it
But the things you've taught me
And the smiles you've brought me
They certainly will be..
 Jun 10 Bri
Elena Rosi
Humans
 Jun 10 Bri
Elena Rosi
A poem so long,
A poem so short.
A poem of love,
A poem of hate.

A poem above,
All that's fake.
A poem that debates
A poem with sake.

Why do humans complicate,
things that should not be?
Is it because we're humans?
Doing things that are wrong,
And still pretend to be superman.

Is it because we can't bare
Doing things that are right,
And still be treated unfair?
Humans, humans, humans, we're hilarious. Aren't we? (In a good, and bad way. Depends on you which one you chose.)
 Jun 10 Bri
Arii
“Nothing.”
 Jun 10 Bri
Arii
I don’t want to die,
I want to cease to exist.
To never have been born
And never have lived
For my soul and body to disappear
For any memory of me to be gone
To dissolve into nothingness and
Never have been anything at all
Random write at 10pm I forgot what day
 Jun 9 Bri
unnamed
Existence
 Jun 9 Bri
unnamed
lost within myself
no light nor sound touches me
I merely exist

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