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Waterviolet
Fire of Insight
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I
Am so
Fucking bored i
Mite start cutting myself
That will teach me mouwahahahahaha

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16193

Cutting
edge poems
give me inspirations
to write about evenings
spent reading books and reminiscing

Waterviolet
Fire of Insight
Canada 4awards
Joined 14th Mar 2014
Forum Posts: 628

I
suck at
Reading always
Forget to pay
Attention and end up
Having to go back again

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16193

Moody
poet frowns
into the distance
digging out old memories
Of lost love and promises

poet Anonymous

Crosseyed
spinning beneath
a sailors moon
feet covered with sand
wasted in waist high saltgrass

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
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Moon
brightly shining
lighting his path
on his way home
he knows he is loved

poet Anonymous

bottle's
empty again
warmth fading fast
she kept her promise
his housekey's up his ass

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16193

House
is empty
she has left
giving up all hope
of him coming home sober

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16193

Hi
do write
What you think
of this interesting thread
I thought you'd like this

poet Anonymous

goodbye
light my
new enemy gone
to ignore me anew
goodbye light my new enemy

poet Anonymous

Brazzleburrs
Sparkle razz
or sassafrazzle sawgrass?
Oh hatter whassa madder?
It's a lovely tea party.  

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IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16193

No
its bad
to think that
of another human being
I hate him so much

poet Anonymous

Smiling
legs flailing
unflatteringly on display
Lightheaded and feeling dizzy
Ice skating's not her sport

Carpe_Noctem
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 3rd Mar 2013
Forum Posts: 2915


The
wind whispered
through the willows
Dancing in purple rain puddles
pandoras box still remains the same

poet Anonymous

Mary....
whispered wind
what, demanded Mary!
keep your voice down
we are in the library...

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