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Northern England
grey rain and puddles that reflect the moonlight, oh what a gritty northern sight, shattered windows and shards of glass, and the only lass you'll ever need, reaps the seed you sew, the slow music carried in the wind, the violence that drowns us out as we twist and sing,
By Jake Yates8 years ago in Poets
Emotionless
I am emotionless. No feelings whatsoever. No happiness, no sadness, No feelings of anger or freight. Just faking it from morning til night.
By Maya Camren8 years ago in Poets
Fever Dreams
Waking from a fever dream, Or maybe still sleeping, Moving out into the stream water up the ankles creeping. Across the creek lies a building.
By John Schol8 years ago in Poets
Sad Pringle
Little Pringle I am that little Pringle at the bottom of the stack.. Potential you seem to think I lack, Crushed almost to dust
By lydia live8 years ago in Poets
Degrading
Do you know how it feels to live day by day being demeaned. Do you know how it feels to be degraded by the likes of you, devalued constantly.
By Benita Gonzalez8 years ago in Poets
You Are My Grim Reaper
You are my Grim Reaper You stood tall You stood proud Your picture upon the wall You stood our from the crowd You were smart
By Raidyn Wallace8 years ago in Poets
A Subdivision in June
A Subdivision in June The sun-washed asphalt divvies up the homes Creating rigid boundaries for the mind The pent up fury of lawnmowers in the sun
By Michael Ugulini8 years ago in Poets
The Taste of Treason
Betrayal Defeat Shame Pain Torment Pick your poison... I've tasted them all. Bitter... is the taste you left. Aghast...
By Raidyn Wallace8 years ago in Poets
Deicide
“Now, as we stand by the funeral vortex,” the scythe sang of power, Neutron service resumes engraving neatly on the Warp-Drive.
By Josh Barnard8 years ago in Poets
Winter
The chilling season on shivering skin, beautifully full coloring trees decay with the soft wind, For only the sweet blankets of white clouds exist,
By Olivia Gipson8 years ago in Poets
L I F E
Life, The struggle of trying not to lose yourself to this story called life. The hustle and bustle of everyday living just to end up struggling to make a living.
By Mariam Adegbindin8 years ago in Poets
A Million Questions
Was it all just a dream? All one long perfect dream of something known as "Us" Was the last three years just a dream?
By Johnae Rose8 years ago in Poets