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Teenage Makeup Girl

Teenage Makeup Girl

A Poem by sleepingsun1


If I could pluck every star for thee And make them in to a radiant cloak To hide thine self from all sight and all who see Those clothes of ..
Pure and Young

Pure and Young

A Poem by Emily Dickinson Jr.


A poem about the joy and innocence of youth PLZ READ
My Nightmare

My Nightmare

A Story by Abigail


The story of my experience as a fantasy nightmare.
free flow

free flow

A Poem by sid malik


dedicated to life of super ordinary humans
Crimson Truths

Crimson Truths

A Poem by Emily Dickinson Jr.


I based this poem off the anime inuyasha. It's about a cold, cruel man finding out he loves a woman but not untill it is far to late
Thoughts within those thoughts..

Thoughts within those thoughts..

A Poem by Hamza


about the times you spent with the one who once was your love
You.. the Beautifully Cruel you ..

You.. the Beautifully Cruel you ..

A Poem by Hamza


about someone i loved so dearly, a friend, a companion who didn't care about how much she meant to me ..
Pure and True

Pure and True

A Poem by Alyssa Carlstrom


Love... it's a crazy thing.One minute you're fighting for one another,the next you're crying because of something you don't understand.But love is onl..
Identities

Identities

A Poem by Natasha


change is mere visualization, but balance is your headstone
Snow

Snow

A Poem by twinklestar


Serene purity in nature's loveliest form.Flake by delicate flake the sinful stains of the world becomes blanketed.The first snow. A clean slate for th..
Her Touch

Her Touch

A Poem by I Cast a Shadow


A revised version of the first poem I ever wrote Her. That means this poem was more than 3 years in the making.
Death

Death

A Poem by Christopher Kennedy


In the mind, there is a wonderful land where dreams collide with imagination you’re free, alive, with your innovation nothing is empty and no..
PURE...Love!

PURE...Love!

A Poem by RA' UnCut


i can sit and listen to you speak for awhile even watch you cook, and walk around for awhile i love to smell your scent when we hug for a bit ..
Sunday

Sunday

A Poem by Natasha


Do you ever look back on simple moments and wonder, why can't this day repeat itself over and over? Those rare, perfect, simple, moments, mostly share..
FOR HIM

FOR HIM

A Poem by Akira


He knows who he is.