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Reach Out And Be There
Inspiration Can Be A little tomboy, covered in dirt. Mud on her face and all over her shirt. Taught by her dad ,how to build with wood.
Cathy DeslippePublished 3 years ago in PoetsOde to Sharik
Sharik, underneath you’re the warmth, of the sunlight on concrete You’re the succulent blooming from the cracks Exposing their weakness
Saroyan ColesPublished 3 years ago in PoetsNo longer your supply.
A sight, a vision, clearest path in view, Clarity, certainty, no longer to misconstrue, The shackles released, the chains unbound, hope for what’s in store,
Jordan ZunigaPublished 3 years ago in PoetsSo Much To Lose
Some days are worse than most, I just go through the motions, I swear I feel like a ghost Nobody understands the sheer panic, how I feel when my chest is collapsing.
Cassey AguiarPublished 3 years ago in PoetsIn The Midst Of You Leaving
Are you scared to change? Take a leap and face the flames Got the will, but still act the same Faceless people help to numb the pain
Frankie MartinelliPublished 3 years ago in PoetsSometimes, alone, I cry
Sometimes, alone, I cry But I know these tears wish me well That time and birds alone do fly I know that time they say, does tell
Scream Aloooe-lujeh
I AM ALOE. But not alone. I can be neglected, isolated, and numb. My thorns will pierce your skin, although I am weak.
Tripp Any WherePublished 3 years ago in PoetsAngel of Light
Though I could think of dozens worthier, none bring tears to mine eyes such as you. I was there through it all, and though you may not still see
Lizzy RosePublished 3 years ago in PoetsCrumbles Resurrecting The Grave
The soft music plays, Indoctrinate me to dance with the monster I heard the voice say I can’t determine if I trust myself
Goddess CuervoPublished 3 years ago in PoetsLily Flower
Like a lily flower with streaks of red hoping to put your pain to bed You gather strength in showers of rain so fret not that this season has brought you some pain
Wax Away
As the world waxes away with our hearts of love we pray to think when I was just a stranger even when you looked upon me as danger
Rose Gold
Dreams are just fantasy hope is just love in disguise maybe its you maybe its me but i guess itll never be we, us, love, you,
Marshall WallacePublished 3 years ago in Poets