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As still as this paper and pen before picking them up. The streets leading into the heart of Dallas, had been doused by an early shower that we did not hear fall from the 14th floor.
By Cherri Bird8 years ago in Poets
Closet door left ajar in the room he slept in yesterday. Glasses smudged w/ the fingerprints of exhaustion, settling on
By Klyde Khalil Walker8 years ago in Poets
Erratic bass sends waves of vibration through my veins, As each breath takes me deeper and deeper, I slip and fall into a pool of exotic illumination,
By Brandon Harding8 years ago in Poets
I screamed in horror, and tried my hardest to escape Nothing seemed to help as the nightmare overtook me I reached out my hands,
By Rebbeca Navone8 years ago in Poets
I do not deserve this, this is not how I planned it to be. He is always gone, and I am left alone. I love him to pieces and yet,
Who is this speaking? It doesn’t sound like me. Being loud and outrageous, It’s not me. Set by an invisible mass, And it feels like you’re the only one,
By Alex A.8 years ago in Poets
My sycophantic dreams run wild... Hot red manipulation in the eyes of those gripping the chains willingly, eager to see the crushed egos of those concealed by a false atonement.
By Chaffee Wood8 years ago in Poets
My first instinct is to defend. Can you blame me? I grew up with boys. I learned never to turn my back on anyone. As soon as you do you
By Emma Dalzell8 years ago in Poets
