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I am Not Broke

I am Not Broke

A Poem by Emily


You think you got...me
it's cold outside

it's cold outside

A Poem by SonOfaSailor


It used to be so cold you were my warmth When we hugged it was purely sensation we loved, we lusted To fill the deprivation of whatever it ..
The Forgotten

The Forgotten

A Poem by gabiaimee


It's heartbreaking to be so close to someone but so very far away and to wonder if they're too busy to feel the same
Entrap

Entrap

A Poem by Jane Doe


It looks like one of the things you can never get in life. Like a trip to Venus except that venus is a human this time...a beautiful human.
Goodbye

Goodbye

A Poem by Johanna


This is for my best friend. Difficult goodbyes make the most romantic hallo´s. Everything is gonna be okay.
Dark crawls o'er her

Dark crawls o'er her

A Poem by KuhuNagpal


•Dark crawls o'er her Each second Feels like an hour Today being the day That we haven't talked. Look at the sky; There's sad clouds eve..
Finding My Flow

Finding My Flow

A Poem by Yours Truly


Was trying not to think too hard while I wrote this.
Can you?

Can you?

A Poem by ArielForever98


my coffee
By A Scare Falling Out

By A Scare Falling Out

A Poem by Abby L.


Falling in love is hard, falling out of love is harder
The Times We Were Lying in a Bed

The Times We Were Lying in a Bed

A Poem by svarevska.anastasija


The times we were lying in a bed being naked Enjoying the morning, we have just wakened And I remember that I didn't want to let you go But you ha..
The Rain In Hampshire

The Rain In Hampshire

A Poem by Anna


The rain is softest back home,on the warm fire lit houses of Hampshire.I am told that it falls when I miss it most,but here in Italy, I cannot be sure..
370 Days

370 Days

A Poem by Emily


I miss you
Surface

Surface

A Poem by SWANN


Enter the darkness with a smile, and it will become lighter Comprehend the empty space inside your mind, to bec..
Moving away

Moving away

A Poem by Johanna


"It's so strange to be growing older, somehow I thought I'd never see this day.."
Your voice

Your voice

A Poem by Dave Solis


Just a little of my broken brain
The Fields Of Home

The Fields Of Home

A Poem by Anna


Pink buttercups and yellow wheat grass,swaying idle on the sweet hills back home.So strange to the odd lands I travel now,a distant thought to each pl..